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Friday I stayed in bed from 8am to 9am, and hence was much more alive for my lecturers; I even went to DS&A, although I kept zoning out and didn't understand much, so I'm not sure if it ws actually any use to me. I'm certainly not going to be able to answer the exam questions, but I might get the book to read in my Copious Free Time anyhow, because it's *interesting*, it's just being presented in the most incomprehensible way possible, and unfortunately in a somewhat unclear and 'uninteresting' tone.
During lectures on Friday, I was reminded that I had ECAD labs, which I'd forgotten entirely. This was rather less than ideal as I'd left some supervision work to do, and needed to clean and tidy; I did some of it in the relevant lectures, but I needed online java docs for the last question.
ECAD labs would have gone fine if I had only been able to correctly wire a breadboard. Also, firstly I didn't read the 'ticking critera' section to work out what I needed to do (which was different from the exercise text!) and then I interpreted it differently to the ticker (entirely validly, he admitted, but I still had to change my design) which meant I was very late leaving. I needed to talk to someone so went online and whined at my poor mother, and then on the way back to my poor boyfriend over the phone.
Decided to stay in and wash and tidy, then sat and spodded until tea instead (only about half an hour) due to being miserable. Sent an email to my parents telling them not to come, I was too grumpy. Got food and talked to people, which cheered me up, and informed Jack that there was an Edith in town. He wanted to go along so I decided that I'd go too. We got to the Castle just in time; the party was leaving because the place was too full. We wandered down to a restaurant but Ewan declared he didn't want to sit around watching people eat and Jack and I decided we didn't either as we'd also already eaten. So we trailed off back to Ewan's house.
Outside the house, Ewan hissed at a cat, which leapt out of the way onto a wall. It was a very pretty cat so I stayed around to pet it; it was also very docile and gave every impression of not being quite sure how it had came to be on this wall and how it could possibly get down. After a while Ewan wandered back out and said he was going to close the door, so I wandered in; unfortunately he wouldn't let me kidnap the cat, which had also happily let me pick it up, so I let it go.
There was lots of narging about RPGs, and some nice dried sausages, and eventually there was a Katy who needed to be fed pizza. The rest of the party showed back up, just about fitting in the room, and the fangirls insisted that we watched 'But I'm A Cheerleader', which is fluff about lesbians, or rather about (characatures?). And there were muffins and Turkish Delight.
Then it was about midnight and Requiem, Jack and I trailed back to Churchill. We stood around outside the corridor for a while chatting and occasionally humiliating drunk people, and eventually disbanded sleep-wards.
When I got back to my room I found all kinds of frantic messages trying to get in touch with me, so despite it being 1am I called my mother and reassured her that I was feeling a lot better now.
I'm sure I did *something* on Saturday. Um. Oh, yes, my parents showed up. I woke up actually quite early, eventually managed to drag myself into a shower, and was all clean and fresh for meeting my parents in the plodge (we'd decided just to leave my room well alone). I'd forgotten to have breakfast so we went off in search of lunch rather quickly; walked down Castle Hill / Bridge Street from the Shire Hall carpark, considered Prezzo, Cafe Uno (which had no tables) and Cafe Rouge, and finally ended up at the Galleria, which was expensive but also actually really good (once I found something which wouldn't kill me, which was quite difficult).
After that, it was raining; we walked up as far as Kettles Yard, but then me and Julia sheltered while Paul went and got the car. Back at Churchill, we went down to the art exhibition in Wolfson which had been the original reason for inviting them over (it also turned to have been my mother's birthday, which I only knew when she told me when I first suggested it). The lady who'd done the paintings (there were paintings and sculptures) was actually milling around there, and so my parents chatted to her for a bit. The sculptures were satisfyingly weird.
Eventually we finished and said our goodbyes, and I went off back to my room to spod a bit before Poohsoc. I made myself slightly late spodding, and there was no really good place to sit (perched on end of bed which was a bit out of the main circle). Stole Jack's chair eventually, but wasn't really very awake. Trailed back to Chu and attempted to Hall but had forgotten my card so ran off and failed to eat in my room (I'd had biscuits and cake so wasn't really hungry).
Meant to go to church, to the extent that I put my coat on and got out of the door, but decided I was too tired to live and should just go to sleep. Read some of my Bible notes instead; they were all about being honest and not worrying what other people thought of you, hence the last LJ-post. Then I sat and put down some of the stuff I'd been thinking of on the way back from Poohsoc re a coherant mythology for my NaNoNovel (which I so shall have no time to write, but never mind). Then I failed to go to sleep because I needed to fix the mess that the last update had caused with my fonts, and get a better version of FireFox which didn't have fun crash bugs.
Finally went to sleep about 1:30am, after reading the catalogue from the Good Book Company who my Bible notes come from.
Sunday, I actually woke up at about 9am, and irritatingly failed to get back to sleep, so I tried to spod, but the CUDN was down. So I played computer games instead until about 1pm, at which point I went 'eek, should tidy my room' and spent an hour tidying about half of my room, before having to do damage-limitation just before 2 to make it habitable for roleplayers. Phoned a couple of people (including the wrong Alison) to see if they were actually showing up despite my inability to email people, and was assured they were, so sat around until they arrived.
D&D didn't go too badly considering we were missing Douglas and Matthew, although we did somewhat run out of steam before the end (and I made one wrong decision because I thought Tony was getting too much airtime which made things die off a bit towards the end). Alison is apparently writing it up for the wiki, so there should be a report there soon; suffice to say there were exploding dragons and drow plots and pixies. Lots of pixies.
After I managed to shoo the D&Ders out, there was a massive Hall queue, and I suddenly realised I hadn't handed in my supervision work, or indeed finished the last question. So I went back to my room and finished that first, which unfortunately meant that by the time I got back to Hall there was no actual food left, nor any friendly people. I had the misfortune of discovering Hall's interesting definition of Spring Rolls; instead of nice carrots, beansprouts, mushrooms and a Chinese-ish sauce, they fill them mostly with sweetcorn, red pepper and peas, and some kind of ugly green goop which had definite similarity to both mushy peas and vomit. Even the mushroom soup had gone a bit flavourless, helped by some idiot leaving the lid off the tureen. However, as I'd eaten one nutrigrain bar and a banana all day, I was starving, and ate everything except as much goop as I could scrape off. (There were some poor excuses for beansprouts embedded in the goop, to attempt to justify the name, but they were rather limp and pathetic examples.)
Managed to get to sleep about 11, which didn't make me any more awake at 8am this morning; was about ten minutes late for L&P. Lectures were generally comprehensible but unfortunately exciting-looking ECAD latest-research lecture was dull enough to write all this in.
During lectures on Friday, I was reminded that I had ECAD labs, which I'd forgotten entirely. This was rather less than ideal as I'd left some supervision work to do, and needed to clean and tidy; I did some of it in the relevant lectures, but I needed online java docs for the last question.
ECAD labs would have gone fine if I had only been able to correctly wire a breadboard. Also, firstly I didn't read the 'ticking critera' section to work out what I needed to do (which was different from the exercise text!) and then I interpreted it differently to the ticker (entirely validly, he admitted, but I still had to change my design) which meant I was very late leaving. I needed to talk to someone so went online and whined at my poor mother, and then on the way back to my poor boyfriend over the phone.
Decided to stay in and wash and tidy, then sat and spodded until tea instead (only about half an hour) due to being miserable. Sent an email to my parents telling them not to come, I was too grumpy. Got food and talked to people, which cheered me up, and informed Jack that there was an Edith in town. He wanted to go along so I decided that I'd go too. We got to the Castle just in time; the party was leaving because the place was too full. We wandered down to a restaurant but Ewan declared he didn't want to sit around watching people eat and Jack and I decided we didn't either as we'd also already eaten. So we trailed off back to Ewan's house.
Outside the house, Ewan hissed at a cat, which leapt out of the way onto a wall. It was a very pretty cat so I stayed around to pet it; it was also very docile and gave every impression of not being quite sure how it had came to be on this wall and how it could possibly get down. After a while Ewan wandered back out and said he was going to close the door, so I wandered in; unfortunately he wouldn't let me kidnap the cat, which had also happily let me pick it up, so I let it go.
There was lots of narging about RPGs, and some nice dried sausages, and eventually there was a Katy who needed to be fed pizza. The rest of the party showed back up, just about fitting in the room, and the fangirls insisted that we watched 'But I'm A Cheerleader', which is fluff about lesbians, or rather about (characatures?). And there were muffins and Turkish Delight.
Then it was about midnight and Requiem, Jack and I trailed back to Churchill. We stood around outside the corridor for a while chatting and occasionally humiliating drunk people, and eventually disbanded sleep-wards.
When I got back to my room I found all kinds of frantic messages trying to get in touch with me, so despite it being 1am I called my mother and reassured her that I was feeling a lot better now.
I'm sure I did *something* on Saturday. Um. Oh, yes, my parents showed up. I woke up actually quite early, eventually managed to drag myself into a shower, and was all clean and fresh for meeting my parents in the plodge (we'd decided just to leave my room well alone). I'd forgotten to have breakfast so we went off in search of lunch rather quickly; walked down Castle Hill / Bridge Street from the Shire Hall carpark, considered Prezzo, Cafe Uno (which had no tables) and Cafe Rouge, and finally ended up at the Galleria, which was expensive but also actually really good (once I found something which wouldn't kill me, which was quite difficult).
After that, it was raining; we walked up as far as Kettles Yard, but then me and Julia sheltered while Paul went and got the car. Back at Churchill, we went down to the art exhibition in Wolfson which had been the original reason for inviting them over (it also turned to have been my mother's birthday, which I only knew when she told me when I first suggested it). The lady who'd done the paintings (there were paintings and sculptures) was actually milling around there, and so my parents chatted to her for a bit. The sculptures were satisfyingly weird.
Eventually we finished and said our goodbyes, and I went off back to my room to spod a bit before Poohsoc. I made myself slightly late spodding, and there was no really good place to sit (perched on end of bed which was a bit out of the main circle). Stole Jack's chair eventually, but wasn't really very awake. Trailed back to Chu and attempted to Hall but had forgotten my card so ran off and failed to eat in my room (I'd had biscuits and cake so wasn't really hungry).
Meant to go to church, to the extent that I put my coat on and got out of the door, but decided I was too tired to live and should just go to sleep. Read some of my Bible notes instead; they were all about being honest and not worrying what other people thought of you, hence the last LJ-post. Then I sat and put down some of the stuff I'd been thinking of on the way back from Poohsoc re a coherant mythology for my NaNoNovel (which I so shall have no time to write, but never mind). Then I failed to go to sleep because I needed to fix the mess that the last update had caused with my fonts, and get a better version of FireFox which didn't have fun crash bugs.
Finally went to sleep about 1:30am, after reading the catalogue from the Good Book Company who my Bible notes come from.
Sunday, I actually woke up at about 9am, and irritatingly failed to get back to sleep, so I tried to spod, but the CUDN was down. So I played computer games instead until about 1pm, at which point I went 'eek, should tidy my room' and spent an hour tidying about half of my room, before having to do damage-limitation just before 2 to make it habitable for roleplayers. Phoned a couple of people (including the wrong Alison) to see if they were actually showing up despite my inability to email people, and was assured they were, so sat around until they arrived.
D&D didn't go too badly considering we were missing Douglas and Matthew, although we did somewhat run out of steam before the end (and I made one wrong decision because I thought Tony was getting too much airtime which made things die off a bit towards the end). Alison is apparently writing it up for the wiki, so there should be a report there soon; suffice to say there were exploding dragons and drow plots and pixies. Lots of pixies.
After I managed to shoo the D&Ders out, there was a massive Hall queue, and I suddenly realised I hadn't handed in my supervision work, or indeed finished the last question. So I went back to my room and finished that first, which unfortunately meant that by the time I got back to Hall there was no actual food left, nor any friendly people. I had the misfortune of discovering Hall's interesting definition of Spring Rolls; instead of nice carrots, beansprouts, mushrooms and a Chinese-ish sauce, they fill them mostly with sweetcorn, red pepper and peas, and some kind of ugly green goop which had definite similarity to both mushy peas and vomit. Even the mushroom soup had gone a bit flavourless, helped by some idiot leaving the lid off the tureen. However, as I'd eaten one nutrigrain bar and a banana all day, I was starving, and ate everything except as much goop as I could scrape off. (There were some poor excuses for beansprouts embedded in the goop, to attempt to justify the name, but they were rather limp and pathetic examples.)
Managed to get to sleep about 11, which didn't make me any more awake at 8am this morning; was about ten minutes late for L&P. Lectures were generally comprehensible but unfortunately exciting-looking ECAD latest-research lecture was dull enough to write all this in.
