And so when reality's taken its toll...

[narcasse]

Sometimes I’ve a tendency to sit on my arse and then do things at the last minute and yet for some undetermined reason, that seems to work. Take this evening for instance, instead of obsessively checking my e-mail I was sat down watching a hokey vampire film and yet when I decided that I was in the mood for an interval of sorts my e-mail turned up an unconditional offer for the MA I’ve been mostly sitting on my ass about. Mind you, I did apply after a protracted period of procrastination where the department kept poking me to apply since I’d made a half-arsed enquiry some time ago out of curiosity. It took me long enough to mail a personage in Berlin to get one of my references after all and even longer before that to type my name into a an electronic form which I had to then print out and send, rather defeating the object of them sending me a pdf anyway. So yes, Masters degree because I want more excuses to never pay back my loan.
Horray.
Right then, back to this film it is. What do I remember about political theory anyway?


And to go with that a track from the Death Note tribute album.
So, non-exitant God of Fictional Germanic Bishounen, where’s my tax haven principality then?

Comments

[emthornhill.livejournal.com]

Congrats, hun!

[reichsfreiherr.livejournal.com]

I’m just that magnificent, aren’t I? ^_~

[nekonexus.livejournal.com]

hunh ^_^ congrats then! Does this mean Scotland and sheep or what? ^_^;

[reichsfreiherr.livejournal.com]

Thank you. I’m not going anywhere though since I’m sticking with my old department instead of trekking off to Wales. Cities smell better than be-fielded campuses anyway. ^_~

[nekonexus.livejournal.com]

ahha! very sensible of you, yes. *nodnod*

[reichsfreiherr.livejournal.com]

[finferwen.livejournal.com]

Brilliant! Well done, you. Who needs disposable income when you can accrue a debt big enough to float a third world economy? ~_^

Seeing that almost makes me wish I'd bothered continuing rather than pitching my "sod you, your children and your children's children" fit when one of my lecturers prodded me about it. ...On second thoughts, nah. But best of luck with it and all that. (I hope you realise I expect a running commentary.) ^_^

[reichsfreiherr.livejournal.com]

I’ll stop as soon as I can manage to overthrow the economy of an Italian state or at least till they tell me to get out and go find a real job anyway. ^_~

Lecturer prodding is probably one of those few things left in the world to really fear. The minute you show the slightest interest they just won’t leave you alone. I was in the throes of yelling ‘goddamnit stop poking me because every time you do I have to find umlauts for my reply’ at one point. With the names tacked on to e-mails I was almost inclined to keep checking that I wasn’t signing up for critical appreciation of the Weimar Republic half the time though I’m fairly sure that that probably is what one of the taught programs is anyway. Google says that I’m doing International Relations & the EU though. I probably really need to start remembering that...