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Bad news: I got 44% on my physics exam and my bright-eyed-and-bushy-tailed tutor said: "You might get a credit overall!" as though this were a good thing.
Good news: I got 96% on my practical. Even though I did not understand it, and wrote crap in my analysis. Why am I good at these things? It is a puzzle to me.
On the really good news though I have three new books to read. Orlando by Virginia Woolf (who I think is a bit of a tit, because I don't like Women With Causes, but have not actually read), Gothic Short Stories in the cheap edition, which I think I may have bought before but as it was only £1.20 it does not matter. And a book called Stolen, about werewolves, by an author whose name escapes me but I've read a couple of her other books and they were ok.
-Why is it that the spacebar in these places is noisily clacky but yet mysteriously fails to create spaces where you want them?
I have library books, too. One of which - Vivia, by Tanith Lee, I just finished. It was quite good, but I really should remember that books with half-naked ladies on the cover tend to have similar things going on inside.
Currently reading Hogfather, but not very intently as I have read it many times before.
Someone just offered me drugs - you know this never happens to me. I find it quite insulting, I must look all innocent or something. Not that I want drugs, you understand, but it is insulting to be never asked. I have just had too much of the Good Girls' Drugs myself, getting myself a sundae from Ben & Jerrys. I haven't had one of those before, and don't think I will again - it was enormous, but I paid £3 for it so I ate it all. Now I feel sick.
I'm also apparently listening to BBC Asian Radio, or whatever its called. It claims to be asian and urban...and it is playing Paul Weller and talking about Madness. Hmmmm....maybe someone changed the channel while I was otherwise occupied.
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