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Spoilers for 4x16 )
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The people next door have decided to practise the keyboard... at ONE THIRTY IN THE MORNING! LOUDLY! Forgive the capslock but... I've only just finished my dissertation (it's printed out! Eeee!) and I might, perhaps, want to get some sleep... Or I might not have finished it. One of my housemates has another whole 3000 word essay to write for Friday.

It's the horror film 'dunuh-nuuuuuh, dun-un-un-NUUUUUH' and all that goes with it.

Do you think I could get off with a caution for killing them, because seriously... One thirty?

If it were Friday I'd be more understanding - it's the end of term, no one has to get up early unless they've elected to take an early train. But there are two days left. It's the heaviest term for deadlines and they know there are finalists in my house.

If this is still going on when I actually want to sleep I might eviscerate them... with my bare hands.
mariana: (Ravenclaw)
Upon a read through of my dissertation I have come to one conclusion:

I write complete bollocks.
mariana: (Barney)
Dude... dissertation so very nearly done... well, except for the editing and the conclusion and the binding and the contents... but I have 7748 words.

My Shakespeare essay... I did have a title, but I've forgotten it. It's in tomorrow. Luckily, it's formative, so if I email and say 'aargh! dissertation! Please can I have an extension, pretty pretty pretty please... with bucketloads of sugar and cream and other stuff...

Oh yeah, in all that excitement about writing about Balrogs, I forgot lunch. (Balrogs ftw! Merlin vs Balrog... Sam'n'Dean vs Balrog... ^_^ utter glee)
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I really should be working on my dissertation (I have 4230 words... stop judging me) but I spent the entire morning re-reading over my [ profile] reel_merlin fic and FINALLY posting it.

It's over, thank God it's gone. 63000 words in the end (minus a hundred or so).

Aargh... and I really don't want to do my dissertation. I like it in concept. It's cool in concept, but in real life, I think it should get over itself and stop sounding pretentious.

It's like that character you think is awesome on screen but you really wouldn't want to meet in real life. Like The Comedian, or Rorschach.

Yes, I did just manage to boil my degree down to a Watchmen simile. My College Dad's entire dissertation was on comic books (inc. Watchmen [yes I know it's a graphic novel, so sue me]). I think I'm being pretty restrained.

One of my English teachers once had a theory that Buffy could teach you everything you ever needed to know about English literature as well.

Why didn't I do my dissertation on that?

Yes I'm procrastinating by babbling, but aargh...
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Dude - Hiatus is over, and I got enough of my dissertation over with that I allowed myself to watch it. w00t!

Spoilers )

O-kay then.

My dissertation is coming along alright, although I've become a little bit stuck on one of the sections. I'm on 3517 words out of 8000 now... so I'm almost half way. I'm aiming for 4k before the end of the day. Then if I can manage 4k ish tomorrow (Never going to happen) then I can spend Monday and Tuesday on the Shakespeare Essay, Wednesday and Thursday proofreading dissertation and hitting my head against a large wall, and then Friday handing dissertation in and packing. Oh, and going to the library to get the books out for the three essays I need to write over Easter. Yay!

Home in a week. Aargh.

Also, my washing is taking up half of my room and I'm sitting at an angle to the desk, which is killing my back.

And... in conclusion, MEME - from [ profile] kelene

handwriting meme

For those of you who don't want to be spoiled, I even added in a bi-ig space so you wouldn't be. Tags include - anyone who wants to do it.
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Dean made it to the final 4... just. Although people started making fake journals to vote, which makes me sad. He's now up against Spike. As much as I love William the Bloody because of his bloody awful poetry, my vote is Dean all the way. It's nowhere near as heartwrenching as Dean vs. Ten. I am sorry that Ten isn't in it anymore though. No more DT picspams in comments, and a whole load of DT fans will vote anti-Dean. *sigh*

Go, vote. A Barney vs. Dean Final would be awesomesauce... (I think Barney's going to win against House, somehow :'( )
mariana: (Dean-glowy)
There is very little purpose to this post other than

Serious edit, due to the last round of voting having closed.

Now we're down to Eight and Dean's still running.

Last round was hard enough with MAL vs. TEN

Ten won out... by 4 votes. That is four votes.

Now Dean vs Ten...

I love ten an inordinate amount, but it has to be Dean.

Go... go vote Dean.
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Dude - Watchmen tickets booked. *dances*
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When I walked into the living room this morning I was greeted by the sight of the Pink Panther sitting on my sofa wearing a purple dress.

I kid you not. He was hugging a reindeer as well.

I personally think my response of 'Oh F-ing hell' was quite deserved.

Then, on my lovely long walk to my lecture (yay for no nine o'clock) I walked past a one man band on the bridge who was playing a kazoo and a swanny whistle It was awesome and made me smile. A kazoo people. The brilliance is unsurpassed.

I was also given a little in-walk entertainment by two girls I passed:
Girl A: And she said that I bitch a lot, which is just not true. I mean I don't bitch. She bitches.
Girl B: No, you just tell the truth. You say what everyone else is saying.
Girl A: Precisely, and then she goes on to say [blah], can you believe that?

Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't that pretty much the definition of bitching? That made me giggle a little.

Of course, my lecture brought me down. The housemate I earlier posted was ill has infected me I had a horrible headache all the way through the lecture. At first I thought it was because I hadn't had enough sleep recently. That's one of the main reasons I have headaches these days, but then I started feeling ridiculously hot and shivering a bit, so I decided I must have a fever. Gah. I feel better now, but I fully intend to stock up on vitamin C and sleep and keep some ibuprofen nearby. Nothing is going to stop me Watching the Watchmen (I can't help but write it like that).

On the other hand, one of my course friends was talking about the Watchmen gifts on facebook (Although, first she called it Night Watch which got me confused) and I asked if there were any smiley faces with drops of blood on them. Her reaction? 'That's blood? I thought it was ink, I sent it to my friend!' lol. Turns out the reason she was mentioning it was because there's a Nite Owl one and she thought he looked morally ambiguous (which is a quality trait I adore in characters). I had to laugh again at that. Of all the characters in Watchmen, he's probably the least morally ambiguous among them.

Eee! Watchmen tomorrow. It's either going to be amazing and squee worthy and I will have a long screaming post about it on Saturday, or it will give me bitching material for days. Either way - reaction post on Sunday.

Oh... and I got given a free fair trade banana. (and [ profile] reel_merlin has been extended by another week. All that panicking for nothing.)
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Aargh. I knew I should have brought my passport up with me.

I have just realised that Watchmen is an 18 and therefore will probably ID me. Which wouldn't be a problem if I had some sodding ID. With a bit of luck, my student ID will suffice, as soon as I point out that it shows I'm in my final year.

I need a provisional license.

Do you think they'd take a scan of my passport page? No? Bugger.

I wanna see Watchmen dammit.
mariana: (necklace)
I should be reading the Silmarillion.

Instead I am refreshing my flist hoping for updates because I'm bored. (Although the Silmarillion is more interesting than I remember it being. It's just not the kind of thing I can read in one long go. I have to keep stopping and starting.)

One of my housemates is ill and she's gone a little hysterical. Much giggling and shaking and pacing the floor desperately. This is not helped by the fact that the only way I know to deal with people is to make jokes. But at least if she's laughing, she's not crying, right?

My social skills suck. And that was alliteration, yay for alliteration.

In slightly weirder news: my hair is now longer than half my height (32inches/81cm, where I'm 5'3" and a half/161.5cm ish). This greatly amuses me, while also indicating it might be time to get it cut (I got caught on a door on the way into one of my seminars the other day). Maybe I'll get blue streaks while I'm at it, just to see what people say when I turn up to lectures.
mariana: (wayward son)
Gah... it's ten to three in the morning. My eyes are doing that annoying burny thing, my shoulders/back ache and I really really need to sleep. BUT - I have finished my [ profile] reel_merlin fic. I'm not sure exactly how many words it's on... somewhere in the region of 65000 still, but all broken up. Now there's just betaing and editing pt 2 to do and everything will be fine.

It's also not as bad as I thought it was, but then, it is three o'clock in the morning, so my brain is a little addled.
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Dammit, dammit, dammit...

I'm on the final scene of my [ profile] reel_merlin fic (I know, finally) but Arthur and Merlin are refusing to get to the point, they keep talking in circles round each other and I have a page of them answering each other in questions and it's all going horribly wrong and is made of epic fail and I really hate this fic now.

(not to mention it's at 64k... SIXTY FOUR THOUSAND WORDS... that used to be the eleventh question on Who Wants to be a Millionaire? *headdesk*

However, that and the slight deadline issue means for convenience two betas might be better than one. Any volunteers?)

Gah... I think I'll just delete the whole conversation and start again. The sooner I get this finished the sooner I can devote myself completely to my dissertation and other work and actually get some sleep instead of lying awake in bed trying to plan out my time).

ETA: Oh, and so far today I have:
greased up a chicken, felt up potatoes and conversed regarding the optimum bendiness of a carrot.

Yes, I was making roast dinner, why do you ask?
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Note to self: do not hold chocolate in hand previously used for scooping up garlic.

Other note to self: Being Human is brilliant.

Spoilers for Being Human 1x05 )

So, dude, watch Being Human. It rocks.

I have done work on my dissertation today (go me) admittedly, none of it involved writing it, but still - work.

I've also cooked hotpot and written some more on my [ profile] reel_merlin It'll be finished soon... god I hope it'll be finished soon. And then I need to edit it mercilessly.... I've got a week, right?

I'm screwed (and already thinking of possibilities for my [ profile] boxofmagic fic, which I can't really start until after exams.

Oh, and in case I forget:

To Do List:

Train tickets
Watchmen cinema times
Ingredients for parkin.
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Graduation timetable's up... Friday, 3rd July. Somehow that makes it all so much more real.

And the fact that I have nothing to do once I finish is beginning to scare me as well as my parents now. Which means that I'm avoiding things (including my dissertation which is due in three weeks, and which I haven't, you know, started yet).

But dude, graduation (or congregation as they seem to insist on calling it - weird people that they are) is at 9 in the morning. 9 am! Gah.

Holy shit... I'm graduating.

if I get everything done
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Okay, so today I have done very little work, despite having a sudden revelation last night that I was unbelievably screwed as far as work load was concerned. My sense of self-preservation still hasn't kicked in, but, the way I see it this way I get to experience life from the point of view of a homeless, jobless, penniless tramp, which should be very useful for my inevitable best-selling novel. Suffering leads to art, after all.

I did however, write my first ever newspaper article for the university newspaper. It was appalling, but it got done by the deadline and my friend now owes me big time so it's all good.

I also posted my zombie!crack!fic yesterday and people seemed to like it (yay!). Which put me in a good mood.

Meh. and a meme, to pass the time...

Step 1: Put your MP3 player or whatever on random.
Step 2: Post the first line from the first 25 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing the song
Step 3: Post and let everyone you know guess what song and artist the lines come from.
Step 4: Strike through when somebody gets them right
Step 5: Looking them up on Google or any other search engine is CHEATING!

I reserve the right not to include the music without words... because even I think that would be too difficult. And those songs that begin with their titles, because that would be too easy.

meme )

Some of them are ridiculously easy, like really... and it's not exactly a cross section of my music, but *shrug* Others are so obscure that I don't know if anyone'll get them.
mariana: (Anhora)
Ha! I have done work for my dissertation. Admittedly, at this point in time working on my dissertation means rereading fantasy series I haven're read for ages and taking notes on incidents of fire in them. Which I'm fine with.

However, I have come up with a theory/connection/thing.

Merlin has warped my world view of everything. I was rereading Tamora Pierce (magic is fire in that, and it's actually very useful, I don't care if it's not exactly literature) and the whole time through Jon and Alanna's relationship (not in bed) I was thinking of Arthur and Merlin. It was uncanny. I have long thought that the Merlin fandom feels like the Gundam Wing fandom used to, back in the beginning - with the amount of AU fanfic out there and the male-male relationships and the central 5 characters (I'm including Lancelot, so shoot me, he's central to fanon) Arthur's like Heero, Merlin's not exactly like Duo, but that's not really the point. They have a similar fanon relationship a lot of the time.

But now: Alanna is Jon's squire and therefore saddles his horse/takes care of his armour/etc and Jon is a Prince, and a noble one and sometimes a bit of a prat, but usually in protection of his friends. Magic isn't outlawed, but Alanna has a secret (she's a girl... obviously). It's all just too similar for me.

Oh, and I wrote zombie!fic. Sorry about that. In which there are chainsaws and shotguns and Merlin and Arthur are (as far as they know) the last living people on earth. And Shaun of the Dead references.
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I am mad. I just signed up for the Merlin Big Bang... here.

I swear this fandom is eating my brain.

My excuse - the deadline is well after my last exam and before my graduation in the weeks that we in Durham like to call 'buggerall' time. Well, I do.

That's really not a good enough excuse though. But I can write classical mythology themed epic Merlin fic.

Or die... either way, it's going to be manic and fun...

Who cares about my sodding degree?
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At what length does a fic become stupidly long?

No, really. My [ profile] reel_merlin fic, which I just got back to, is at 56k and still climbing. I think it might be a monster fic now... And I need to edit it desperately, because I know it's rubbish at the beginning because I took a while to get into the story and there were a few pages of rambling...


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