bored now!

[freckles_and_doubt]

Have just come to the realisation that the last four days have each consisted of a 12-hour stint with HTML and FTP, followed by a stunned evening watching Babylon 5. I am forced to conclude that I have started 2007 by being very boring. On the upside, Babylon 5 is improving. Also, have expunged most of my old website and got pretty much everything up on the new ones. Now I am uneasily aware that the beastly book updates are calling. However, today is stinking hot and my brain, as usual, resembles nothing so much as an overcooked Welsh Rarebit. This tendency showed up rather painfully during an animated hour's discussion with an honours student about her feminist sf thesis. I seem to single-handedly have turned her from a quiet mainstream student into a rabid sf fan who is talking about trying to write her own sf. I preen quietly. One can make a difference.

On the upside, I have apparently finally managed to boot my subconscious out of Zimbabwe. The last two weeks have featured dreams in which I variously huddled with my sister in my grandmother's house while the apocalypse raged outside, or worked with a bunch of random survivors to endure the apocalypse in our old family home, repulsing at different times insurrection, zombie attacks and flights of giant and uncannily knowing black birds. Last night, by way of a change, egadfly assisted me down Main Rd outside the student residences, lending me his cane, although his feet were actually as badly crippled as mine were. The Zimbabwe apocalypse issues seem fairly straightforward, but the crippled feet leave me at a bit of a loss.

In the Department of Random Linkage, this is a rather entertaining discussion of iconic literary heroes as potential romantic partners. I am gratified to discover that (a) they approve of Mr. Darcy, and (b) someone else shares my deeply dated fondness for Lord Peter Wimsey. I have to say, I never got the Heathcliff thing. He always struck me as needing a spot of flogging, or possibly therapy. Or both.

Comments

[strawberryfrog.livejournal.com]

egadfly assisted me down Main Rd outside the student residences, lending me his cane, although his feet were actually as badly crippled as mine were.

Hm, clearly this means that you are having trouble moving away from student life in Rondebosch. Oh, and good luck with the HTML, hope it nets you another job in foreign parts.

[extemporanea.livejournal.com]

Um, I was moving towards the reses, not away from them. Slowly and agonisingly, but definitely towards.

Thank you for good wishes. I, too, hope it nets me a job in foreign parts, this campus is starting to give me the rams.

[strawberryfrog.livejournal.com]

Were you moving towards them, or merely in their general direction? Ask yourself what were you moving towards, or away from as the case may be?