You may have noticed my presence in comments. I am hiding from deadlines, and the fact I have less than a week to do as much work as I did last week, as well as finishing off that portfolio thing. I have a semi-legitimate reason for hiding though, since the library network seems to be down, and I cannot find relevant books without it. I have no wish to live out the plot of House of Leaves. I won't hide for long though, for there is jstor and, y'know, creative writing. I may disappear again for a while after this.

It is bad for the university to schedule essay deadlines when it clearly squeeing-about-Connotations time.

On the plus side, I got yesterday's essay handed in. It was on Jack Maggs, which, did I mention?, has a GAY FOOTMAN. I fear no other essay will be half as enjoyable. I'm sort of worrying it is rubbish, but I think that's good, because in my experience it's the essays I think I done well on that COME BACK TO BITE ME IN THE LOWER BACK, and the rubbish ones that do quite well.

Also, I've realised I have a Show for every day of the week. As well as Emmerdale. Which is a first. Probably not one that should have firsted in the midst of SO MANY DEADLINES, but there you go. Also I watched Brick, through Nottingham preview magic. It is great. You should all go watch it, and love it, and appreciate it as a great film, and then give in and write me some slash. You know it's true.

::returns to the essays now::