Wendesday Woes

I am sitting in the common room, with a blanket, looking at the grey sky and contrary to my title, I am not full of woe. I have basically written all four of my papers - though only three of them have been edited for the first time and actually resemble papers. (My ones on The Painted Veil, North and South, and the Chronicles of Narnia). I have my fourth paper - the 2500 word paper on Philip Pullman's His Dark Materials to do, but since I need to pick up a source from town later today, I will leave it until tonight or tomorrow to do. It is fun being a Literature student - no practicing instruments, just reading and thinking. I don't think I've ever been so intentionally studious in my life (along with everyone else in the hall, it's weird). And I've really enjoyed doing it, despite the obvious pressures.

Everyone is off in town doing whatever, classes, lunch. I have yet to make my lunch, but as I'm not feeling all that well, I'm content to ruminate in my blanket. Last night we watched the 1989 version of the Chronicles of Narnia and I have never noticed how TRULY AWFUL those are. Our favourite moments were Trufflehunter the Badger and Reepicheep as people in costumes with fake noses... and poor Lucy and how none of those children could act...Edmund wasn't bad, neither was grown up Caspian, but Ramadu's daughter was a vision in Eighties sparkle glam turquoise robes. Her father too. Crinkley hair and bangs and all.

Justine and I plan to eat at the Eagle and Child tonight - I've been once before for a class for a coffee, but this is the first time we'll actually eat at a pub and that's exciting. Some true English fare coming up. I'll leave you all to enjoy your warm American summers (and my parents to enjoy their cold South African winter). Hey, Jason - your twentieth birthday is coming up...I haven't forgotten. :)