I've been alternating being unpleasantly busy with periods of doing sweet fanny adams lately, which is interesting.
I finally finished all my course work and handed it in on Tuesday (I could have handed it in on Monday, as I had it finished, but stupid Jars forgot that it was a bank holiday). While I was finishing that I was only letting myself go online for about a half hour everyday, so if you've been wondering where I've been, that's where.
I've also been battling with the godforsaken banks in this country. For some reason, my bank (Natwast I'm looking at YOU) won't give me a chequebook. It's because I'm a foreign student, apparently. And I need a chequebook in order to pay a deposit on the place I'm going to be living. What I might do with a chequebook that could be construed as untoward, I don't know. Note that this is the same bank that gave me a chequebook four years ago when I lived in England. Perhaps I've grown less trustworthy in the interim. Luckily for me, the chap I'm living with is quite lovely and said I could get the money to him however I liked, because who uses cheques these days anyway? So I went to my branch to transfer some money into his account. But wait a minute, what's this? A £25 fee for transferring money to someone else's account, that's what. Screw that, said I, I'll get a Banker's Draught (draft? Hm). But oh ho, no, Jars, unless you want to pay a £15 fee for that. Eventually I just went to his bank to deposit the money directly into his account, but really now. How obtuse can one fricking bank be? Very, that's how.
I'm also meant to be starting my dissertation, but the girl who'll be helping me out at first so I don't burn the place down won't be free until Tuesday, giving me an awful lot of free time. I've forgotten what to do with free time. There is still that pesky getting a job to be done, of course. And I might start researching, but that's a bit tough when you have only the vaguest idea of what material you'll be working with.
In less blah news, X-Men 3 annoyed me muchly, it is becoming sunny again, I think I might go to Chatsworth House this weekend, and I'm about to make apple pie.
Also, a rather belated HIPPO BIRDIES to siriaeve