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So, lecture failed to happen today. This means I went to bed early for nothing. foo.

Tomorrow I definitely have class at 9 AM (which means I should definitely be asleep right now). Yes, 9-10:30, followed by a super extra long 12-2 class. I have no idea why they made that one an extra half hour longer, and no idea why that class goes on a week longer than all my other classes. I also have no idea who is teaching it now since the schedule lists no less than four professors. I suppose I will find out.

Hopefully my first class will tell me that the Monday lecture that didn't happen this week will never happen again, thus reducing me to one class on Monday, one on Wednesday, and two on Friday. Not that I need more free time, but just so that I don't have to wake up.

I took a walk after my not-class. Ended up at Tesco where I bought breakfast foods and cheese that does not taste like a crayon, also known as double Gloucester, which I can not eat without thinking of Richard III and King Lear, so that I'm either thinking of money or punctured eyeballs as I munch on my cheese. Whichever.

Speaking of Shakespeare, I am continually surprised at the English peoples' lack of knowledge regarding the bard. The latest example of this (and there have been several) has been the instructor for Oulipo not knowing where the "tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow" passage came from. None of the class knew either... except me! Shame on you Britain.

Ok that's all I've got for today. Tune in tomorrow for... well... more of the same : P

I am enjoying my vacation thoroughly, I assure you.

oh, there's the sun

Really nice day - sunny and warm. I ran about taking care of little things around campus, like changing my money back from euros and FINALLY going grocerie shopping. I bought some strawberries, and in my excitement, completely neglected to buy breakfast foods. Whoops.

So my class schedule is all rearranged once more. This university is freaking insane. It's a wonder anyone ever knows where to go - I sure don't. So I'm just going to go everywhere and see what happens. Part of my shiny new schedule means that instead of sleeping in tomorrow and going to a 2:00 class, I have to wake up early and go to a 10:00 class. Ok, so it could be far worse. Still, I like my afternoon classes.

Not only are the classes getting switched around, but the professors are too. There are two different professors listed for each of my remaining myth classes, bringing the total of myth professors in residence here at Essex to about 6, if the timetable is to be believed. We shall see.

So, tomorrow the plan is to go to class, and then go back to Tesco for breakfast foods. Then a nap if I know myself... and I rather think I do...

Saw Vicki again this evening. We ate together and she confirmed the existence of a Hogfather movie, which is pretty awesome. She also said that eating avocados is supposed to be good for cold sores, and that petrol is about 1.07 a liter for unleaded.

Time between errand running and good conversation was spent reading. Overall, not a bad day.

i am tired

I didn't wake up till noon today, which was eight hours of sleep, so good for me. Luckily, I woke up with just enough time to get dressed and brush my teeth and look like i'd been awake for a while before a suprise room inspection. Lady came a knockin on doors and inspecting rooms like she was the Patriot Act or something which obviously she's not cuz she's British... anyway, my room is, of course, fine since I just cleaned it yesterday : P She didn't bat an eye at the flying ninja dinosaur either. She did, however, lock Phil's room since Phil had gone to class without locking after herself, which I thought was a bit odd. Not that Phil didn't lock up, but that this lady went and locked the door... I don't really think it's her business if Phil wants to leave her door unlocked? Ah well.

So I ate lunch and read for a bit before deciding that I needed some bread. I walked to Tesco and bought the bread. Then I walked back. The weather is back to nice today, even if it managed to snow yesterday. Go figure.

When I got back to the room I did a bit of writing and some concept work and talked to people. Dinner was pasta. I had a lovely conversation with Vikki. We're both big Neil Gaiman fangirls, turns out, and she told me she had found a copy of Odd and the Frost Giants at Tesco! I was astounded since I thought they would only be available for World Book Day, and then only for the kids with tokens, but clearly I have misunderstood this whole thing and anyone can buy one. I actually hopped onto a bus and went down to Tesco tonight to see if I could get a copy for myself but they were out. I'll keep checking back, because it would be great to have a copy that I don't have to pay absurd shipping on.

Anyway I took the bus back and the whole little trip neatly cleaned out my change purse, which is well enough because I was beginning to get weighed down with all the one p pieces that no one ever uses - just like pennies, only worth more : P Anyway, the point of this whole ordeal is that Vikki is pretty fun to talk to and once I read American Gods we will be discussing : ) She says that Neverwhere is absolutely the best Gaiman book so I will have to be checking out that one too. And Coraline I suppose : P Ok ok so pretty much everything. Good thing I don't have a job in the month of July.

I want to be a famous author... that shall be my job in July. That and studying for the GRE and GMAT >.< blergh

Let the second weekend begin!

I really didn't want to get out of bed today. They don't take attendance at the lectures, which was my only class, so it was really tempting just to go back to sleep after my alarm. Two things got me up. One, my favorite prof was delivering the lecture today. Two, it was a lecture on Waiting for Godot and I really need some help grasping that text. No, I still don't get it, but I know that no one else does either, so that's ok. So I got out of bed and found a notice slipped under my door that the flat was being charged for repair work that they had to do on manbeast's door. Argh. Unless whoever is responsible for the damage speaks up, we all have to pay 8 pounds. Annoying.

So I went to lecture, printed out the essay that's due Thursday, and went back to the room for lunch. Upon coming back to the room I saw another piece of mail had been slipped under my door - a letter from grandma! Considerably more pleasant than the previous piece of mail : ) I read it over lunch, and then set out to Tesco to buy stuff for dinner.

It was sunny today, but there was a cold wind blowing. Walking to Tesco I was cold, but walking back the wind stopped and I actually broke a sweat. When I got back I cracked open Dorian Gray, one of the last two books I have to read before exams in May. One of the last two books I have to read at all, actually. I'm determined to say Neverending Story for the flight.

When I woke up I checked the Modernity site to see if they'd posted the next essay prompts yet. They haven't. They are throwing off my schedule.

I actually cooked real food tonight - chicken with peppers and rice. My flatmates were thrilled. Also, Sophie gave me the scoop on what's going on with the extra charges. She said that the rest of the flat is fairly certain who did it (the door was kicked in, by the way). They have no proof, but Sophie said that we're not going to have to pay. If the guy doesn't own up to it, I guess they'll turn him in? I don't know. It was another drunken incident though, which is really not doing anything for the argument of lowering the drinking age in the states. Also, I'm glad I stay in my room all the time.

That's all for today. I hope Modernity posts the essay prompts soon. I've got nothing else to do for the next two days >.<