the melancholy, long, withdrawing roar

I’m mostly using my Tumblr for bloggery now, as it seems more suited to the rather bitty multimedia-y crossposting shit which is increasingly my online output; anyone with a Tumblr (you know, out of the three of you still reading this) feel free to link up or whatever it is people do there. I don’t know if I’ll keep posting the heavier university letter things here (now that I’ve applied for law school, there’s definitely a season’s worth of lifeposts to come in September) or abandon this blog and name entirely. I do feel vaguely attached to the old LJ, having maintained it for more than five years now. (Wow, I feel old.)

Disappointingly, I didn’t get to spend that much time with the family over Easter; between having the first week in London, the last in Brum and lots of skating around England in between, there wasn’t much time, though we had a good ol’ family hill-climbing holiday in Shropshire. As a sidetrack on the way up to Brum I went to the 413 meet in Manchester, which was pretty cool daddio, and met airmyst for the first time in meatspace after an on-and-off internet acquaintance that we’ve shared for about… eight years. (Wow, I feel really old.)

She gave me a delicious cake, I gave her one of my old dumbphones to replace the hideously broken dud she was somehow using, and following this highly amiable Material Exchange we’re now plotting post-exam Cultural Exchanges between Leeds (feat. Royal Armouries) and Birmingham (feat. Cadbury World… yes, this “exchange” is pretty much guns for chocolate.)

Exams are kicking off very soon, and despite the grotesque amount of my degree these four papers represent (a shade under 50%, diss and second year both counting for a quarter) I’m not hugely worried. For the first time in my life quite a while I’m actually revising seriously; fortunately I have a capable and highly amusing studybuddy in the form of Louis, by far the most… committed (intentionally loaded statement) student in War Studies. We’ve had so much fun revising the Peninsular War (ie, getting ourselves the thorough understanding which doesn’t seem to have really emerged from the actual module) that we’re putting the resulting notes online for the amusement and hopefully educational reinforcement of our class. And huge thanks to Toby McLeod for his folder of Peninsular War tricks, which I sadly must get back to him asap.

As well as Bill giving me a huge pile of his old Nintendo crap to sell on ebay (which has been an interesting learning experience in itself), I’ve scored a very brief research job in Brum; interesting stuff on an old paper company. It’s looking to be similar to the sort of homework I did on my diss, so all fun, and hey, something to keep me in baconburgers now the dissertation proofreading gigs have mostly dried up.

Despite the utterly confused weather, it feels like summer is here already. I am relaxed and confident, happy with how the days are going by.


One thought on “the melancholy, long, withdrawing roar

  1. air_bizkit says:

    YOU feel old?

    I’m FORTY this coming October!


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