I have four looming, one next Monday in British Literature (I know "everything" about the Victorian age and the early 19th century at this point), the second on the following Wednesday in British Cultural History (and I intend to pick my fathers brain for that one), the third on Friday in Linguistics (the lectures were absolout crap so I have to rely solely on myself and not the guidance of respectable professors of any sort) and my final one on the following Monday, in Phonetics. The programme is a bit stiff, to be honest, but on the bright side it'll blow over in a very short period of time.And, on the evening of Monday the 19th I'll be making a little, heaven sent trip to Keflavik Airport to pick up someone who lives in Denmark.
I've been re-decorating my bedroom to make it fit for two people and I think I did a pretty good job. But you can be the judges of that when you arrive, Emma, since it will be your "lodgings" over the new-year :)
Can't wait for the new-year, acctually. I think mum and dad may have something fantastic planned (acctually I know they have something fantastic planned ;)) - just remember to bring warm clothes!
Well, I'm off to bed. Have to get up before sunrise - which isn't that hard acctually since the sun doesn't come up until around ten, half-past ten-ish- and must dive into the books, not to re-surface until the sun has gon down again (again, not very challanging, since it sets around five) to teach one dance class and then come back home and try to stuff my brain with some more knowledge.
Oh, sod it. I'm just going to watch Bridget Jones yet again.
G'night
EddaK
posted by EddaK @ 5:36 PM
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