Notes or not?
Don't expect anything much tonight, I've used most of my brain budget up over the last two days through a combination of Citizen Cane, podcasting, gaming, learning Othello quotations and not only studying for a Maths prelim but trying to teach the entire Higher Maths course to Sam.
Thus, I need some sleep. I need a lot of sleep. More than I'm likely to get over the next week or so. On the other hand, one of the many advantages of being arrogant is that I don't feel the need to study and so can spend the bulk of the Easter holidays sleeping. Except when I'm eating chocolate and watching Doctor Who.
I can't shake the feeling that I had something really profound and deep to write about earlier but it's pretty much gone now, so we'll just do a bit of random noting of things.
My Dad has pointed out, in reference to Tuesday's “Shakespeare gone bad” mentions that anything involving Iago saying “I love it when a plan comes together”, a la Hannibal, is comedy gold.
Woodle was late again this week. Again, time and laziness are the cause, mostly my lack of the former and over abundance of the latter. Skippy managed to get one up tonight, see below.
Photos of Citizen Cane, the Colossus of Troon still aren't up a) because I need to find some time and place to upload them, maybe Flickr if I can be bothered getting an account, b) I need to reduce the resolution a bit before webifying them and c) I want to put captions on a few. Might get some done tomorrow. Might not. It's not like people are clamouring for them.
Probably another short post tomorrow, English essay to do. Ever noticed how time seems to slow down as the holidays approach?
And that's the end of the notes, and the post.
Thus, I need some sleep. I need a lot of sleep. More than I'm likely to get over the next week or so. On the other hand, one of the many advantages of being arrogant is that I don't feel the need to study and so can spend the bulk of the Easter holidays sleeping. Except when I'm eating chocolate and watching Doctor Who.
I can't shake the feeling that I had something really profound and deep to write about earlier but it's pretty much gone now, so we'll just do a bit of random noting of things.
My Dad has pointed out, in reference to Tuesday's “Shakespeare gone bad” mentions that anything involving Iago saying “I love it when a plan comes together”, a la Hannibal, is comedy gold.
Woodle was late again this week. Again, time and laziness are the cause, mostly my lack of the former and over abundance of the latter. Skippy managed to get one up tonight, see below.
Photos of Citizen Cane, the Colossus of Troon still aren't up a) because I need to find some time and place to upload them, maybe Flickr if I can be bothered getting an account, b) I need to reduce the resolution a bit before webifying them and c) I want to put captions on a few. Might get some done tomorrow. Might not. It's not like people are clamouring for them.
Probably another short post tomorrow, English essay to do. Ever noticed how time seems to slow down as the holidays approach?
And that's the end of the notes, and the post.
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11:18 PM
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