Air hockey,

Air hockey is surprisingly fun. Met up with James around 1.30, him being a few hours late after Harwood overslept, the lazy git. Drunk a lot of coffee and played some long neglected pool. I'm still a flukey bastard. After that, well I managed to successfully decline bowling and instead played some air hockey for the first time. It's pretty fun, certainly requires deft hand-eye coordination, which is not particularly my forté, though I won more games of that than I did pool.

Also bought a few new books as I had a few hours to spare before James got into town. At least that's my excuse. If you're interested, they are:

The old man and the sea

A handful of dust

Labyrinths.

I'm planning on taking a module in Modernism in the second semester of the coming academic year, so I can sort of excuse the buying of the second text with that. I do think, however, that at the current rate of buying a few books every time I go in to town, I'll soon be broke, so I'd better slow down. However hard I'm going to find that. Don't blame me, they're addictive!

Illness

Earlier this month, I had the pleasure of spending around five hours in a terminally hot Hospital in London. Packed to the brim, there wasn't really anywhere to sit down, let alone in any sort of comfort. Still, the air conditioning worked, if you were close enough to it. What was the outcome of this expedition to Moorfields you may ask? Well long story short, with a brief mention of ultrasound scanning of my eyes, it turns out I need a scan to find out why exactly one eye is tilting a way it shouldn't be. Yes, that does have the implication you think it does. I can't pretend I didn't have a few hours where I worried a bit, but I've had so many MRI scans, or other scares in the past that I feel surprisingly pretty relaxed about this. I'm finding it more stressful to sort out the damned appointment than any prospective results.

On a side note, that hospital was featured in the day of the triffids 60's film adaptation.

Pointless entry,.

Bored, tired, 2am. Should probably be sleeping, but the effort of walking over is too much.

Apathy.

Finished applying for university accommodation last night. Gone for the two halls on greenbank, hoping I get into the SC ones, as I rather like my strange mealtimes, thankyouverymuch. That and the whole vegetarian thing, there's always the risk that vegetarian food served is going to be a) tasteless or b) awful. I shouldn't really have to worry, I guess, as Universities usually are pretty good for veggies, but you can never be sure.

Alas poor yorrick. I knew him, Horatio. A fellow of infinite jest.

Started reading DFW's Infinite Jest last night. I'm about 50odd pages in, and really enjoying it, the only gripe I have with it so far is the notes are at the back in the appendix, where it would really have been useful to have had them at the bottom of the page, as in an essay. When you're tackling a tome of 1000+ pages, to have to keep flicking back and forward to a mini-essay at the back to be able to fully appreciate a paragraph, it does get on your nerves a bit.

In distinctly non-literary news, new shorts arrived today! Of course, I then awoke to a grey morning. It's the same thing that happens whenever I think about getting some sort of sun cream out so I don't burn to a crisp, leaving me with the ultimate decision between burning like the ginger I am, or freezing to death outside. I of course opt for the burning.

The X files.

Found all the series on iTunes. Thank goodness for the external hard drive, eh? Should fill up some time, watching all five series. But first comes the process of downloading. Even on my reasonably quick connection, it'll take at least 30 hours. Cripes.

In other developments, pretty worried. I mean, there's only so much you can do, right? But god knows I'll do what it takes to help all I can.

9/6/10

Feels odd to write 10 for the year, as if I have a nagging feeling that it shouldn't be that year. As if it should really be prefixed by a 0 or something. I'll get used to it, probably by the time the year's nearly over.

Summer is upon us. When I say 'us' I mean me in particular. I've been out of exams for around ten days and am already pretty bored. Usually around this time of year I flee the country (not for any illegal reason, you understand..), so the wanderlust's building up. I have a sort of urge to go away somewhere nice for quite a few months, but that usually involves heat, and I have stuff to do that requires email access, which'd be a pain in the arse to organise. Thankfully europe appeals just as much. Milan, anybody?