girlofprey

Just started writing a fairly long, rambling entry about my day's doings, and somehow, through the magic of technology, deleted the whole thing in the blink of an eye. Sometimes LiveJournal truly tries my patience. Growl.

Went to Leeds to do reading for (you guessed it) el language essay, but was foiled due to University library being locked. Wandering Leeds campus (not quite the urban wasteland I remembered it - more of a concrete palace) got me wondering what my life would have been like if I had gone there instead of the (lovely (though evil)) Nottingham. Hmm. Ah well. Leeds will always be there in the summer, I guess.

( the 'sales' part should give away what happened next... )

Managed to get a hold of The Prisoner, episode one (the series is now only £25 in Virgin), and - Jesus. Freaky and cool and occasionally hilarious all rolled into one (why the Hell was he trying to beat up a bubble? What could it possibly achieve?). I wouldn't mind living in The Village. But then, I don't know anything, so I don't imagine they'd want me :(. It was weird seeing it after actually having been there though - like a really strange deja vu. Definitely going to have to write the Slash Village fic, at some point - everyone would have to wear skintight t-shirts and leather pants instead of crazy cloaks, and the druggings would include waking up next to your assinged shag-bunny/soulmate. Sigh. Am idly contemplating Prisoner slash, even, or the possibility that the whole thing is a gay parable. Just admit it, No. 6! They'll find a number 2 you fancy sooner or later!

Anyway...going back to Nottingham tomorrow, though not for good, as I'd thought. Dad isn't working, so is apparently willing to drive me down, wait for me to get/photocopy library books, and then drive me back again! Can't work out if he is lovely or crazy. We can take some stuff I'm not using down to the house, in any case, so we don't suffocate under the weight of Christmas presents and coats in the car this weekend. I might even nip into Habitat, since the one in Leeds has disappeared (and since when do we have 'Nelson Mandela' gardens? Answer me that!). Then, reading and analysing, which doesn't actually seem like it'll be too hard with modality. Have to crack on though - only a week left! Bye!