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Dec. 14th, 2004 11:50 amAm much happier today, since my room is actually on its way to be habitable. Decorator was in today (at 8 o'clock. With a radio), and the walls are now duly papered and a lovely shade of green. Carpet's arriving on Saturday, so who knows, I may actually have a place to put all my wonderful new possessions come the 25th. It's a Christmas miracle!
Essay is progressing less well, however. Probably at least partly due to my rekindled ravenous obsession with Romeo+Juliet (1996 version). Can't help it. So pretty. To the point where looking at my LJ layout is physically depressing. Wish I was a layout whiz. Sigh. Ah well. Tybalt also massively a fox. There ought to be slash, that is not just EPIC and in my head.
I'm getting on with it, anyhow. I'm pretty confident I can write 3000 words on Katherine Mansfield and T.S. Eliot even without further reading. It's just a matter of doing it. So I can get onto my 3000 LANGUAGE essay, which I am NOT confident I can write. Sigh. Ah well. If I get the lit essay done by Friday, I can at least take a weekend break to see my friend at Manchester, whose not home till then. And of course see Lemony Snicket with the parents (hence free, and with sweets). Am actually quite looking forward to it - though Jim Carrey was going to go all pantomime with Count Olaf at first, but early clips on Film 2004 have restored my faith in the route of hilarity. We'll see.
At least all my Christmas shopping's done. I love Leeds in the cold. My chapped, chapped lips don't, but I'm the one in charge here. Saw many pretty things for me too, of course. But not until after Christmas, when I have more than negative cash. Some things not even then (Dear Coast: love your dresses, hate your prices. That is all). But no matter - I'll still be able to run around, in the middle of the January sales, like a mad cow in the middle of a stampede (wait...).
Essay is progressing less well, however. Probably at least partly due to my rekindled ravenous obsession with Romeo+Juliet (1996 version). Can't help it. So pretty. To the point where looking at my LJ layout is physically depressing. Wish I was a layout whiz. Sigh. Ah well. Tybalt also massively a fox. There ought to be slash, that is not just EPIC and in my head.
I'm getting on with it, anyhow. I'm pretty confident I can write 3000 words on Katherine Mansfield and T.S. Eliot even without further reading. It's just a matter of doing it. So I can get onto my 3000 LANGUAGE essay, which I am NOT confident I can write. Sigh. Ah well. If I get the lit essay done by Friday, I can at least take a weekend break to see my friend at Manchester, whose not home till then. And of course see Lemony Snicket with the parents (hence free, and with sweets). Am actually quite looking forward to it - though Jim Carrey was going to go all pantomime with Count Olaf at first, but early clips on Film 2004 have restored my faith in the route of hilarity. We'll see.
At least all my Christmas shopping's done. I love Leeds in the cold. My chapped, chapped lips don't, but I'm the one in charge here. Saw many pretty things for me too, of course. But not until after Christmas, when I have more than negative cash. Some things not even then (Dear Coast: love your dresses, hate your prices. That is all). But no matter - I'll still be able to run around, in the middle of the January sales, like a mad cow in the middle of a stampede (wait...).
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