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Went to sleep earl[ier] last night 'cause I'd spent five minutes staring blankly at the screen, totally unable to spell 'blindly'. Though it did mean that to test my seven-hour-sleep theory, that I needed to get up at nine. Dad found me making tea in the kitchen at half nine and asked if I'd been to bed yet. -_-They know me too well.

Pride and Prejudice ( Do I need to cut for Jane Austen spoilers? Hhhmm. )

It made me sad that I'm doing Dickens instead of Austen this year. They're doing Pride and Prejudice on the Film and Literature course but I'm not allowed to do it, because I'm combined with Creative Writing. Grate woe. Especially since I've done media before, so I could pass it much easier than Victorian lit. Or I could've done Northanger Abby and Sense and Sensiblity on the Eighteenth century lit course... only it's not running this year. Figures. Looks like I'm stuck sneaking into wolves8 and L's Film lit lectures.

Maybe I'm university-orientated this morning because I just got that most friendly of letters from them, demanding money. As usual. Not entirely sure why I - read 'the 'rents' - are paying for me to sit around and read books all year, since I can do it as well at home and the lectures last year? You could pretty much sleep through and learn it later, because half of them seemed to be repeating stuff I found on the 'net. Hm. Suddenly I'm wondering why no one's set up a university English course where you just do it all at home and pay only for the exams.

Having said that though, this year will be horrendously difficult and I'll be running to my lecturers for help every five minutes. So, maybe I should stop planning to skip my lectures before I've even started the year.

I have insane amounts of stuff to do today, since I have to have my BPC fic finished a day early to send before I go to Cardiff, and the Andy-tied-the-bed fic. And Datta before I go back to Lancaster, which is now almost a different fic with all the new stuff that's turned up in planning this long. Huge fun in creating new and interesting ways for them all to angst. Much, much angst. ;-)

So, off to do stuff that is not playing on Black and White which I rediscovered while sorting the main computer out yesterday. It's far too fun to rain down fire on unsuspecting villagers. :-)

Clo

Terrible things.

No Serenity. Brother's been told by work that he has to be in London on Tuesday, so there's no point me going all the way to Cardiff when he's not there. I don't know his flatmates well enough to stay with them when he's not there, not to mention I'd have no clue how to get back from the cinema on the Wharf to his flat late at night.

I'm going to rain down fire on Black and White villagers to indulge my woe. S'not fair.

Less terrible things.

I burned some villagers and made some gingerbread. Not from the villagers I mean, because, ew. From flour and treacle etc. Feeling more cheerful than after the Dire News of earlier. Was helped by deciding to take a page from Andy's Mojo's book and go for some 'new haberdashery'. Saw a gorgeous skirt today for about as much as a train ticket to Cardiff would've cost, so I'm soothing my pain with that tomorrow. That and the thought that I could go down to Cardiff for my birthday weekend and make my brother take me to Hard Rock Cafe and to see Serenity then. :) All is not lost.

Ficcing now. Think I've got what my muses were angsting over sorted. Will see how it goes.

Back later,

Clo