updates

It's been a while since I've updated this thing with any points about my general life. Incoherent ramblings can only go so far, so I think it's about time I wrote something with cold hard facts rather than airy fairy analogies.

Plus, talking about anything other than the cold hard facts makes me head hurt.

American Literature is possibly my favourite thing ever. I can't quite pinpoint what it is about it that I love so much. It makes me feel quite unpatriotic to say that I enjoy it far more than I enjoy any of my other English Literature modules, but there you go. My Professor is everything that a Professor should be. Passionate, encouraging and challenging. I was worried I wouldn't find a brilliant teacher here (I thought after 6 years of the most fantastic teacher in the world at my last school that my luck would run out), but he makes me think and question and really learn.

Other than that, classes in general are going okay. Admittedly Textual Analysis makes me want to slit my wrists every Friday, but I can cope with that. Medieval Literature is all a bit swings and roundabouts at the moment. Interesting seminars, not so interesting lectures.

What else, what else, what else...

I met Philip Pullman!

There was definitely a part of me that considered the phrase "never meet your idols" before we went into the lecture theatre, but he was wonderful. Wise, inspiring and warm. He signed my book afterwards and told me (as it was set in Wales) how to get to the place he was thinking of when writing it. Just in case I ever wanted to explore.

Oh how well you know me Mr Pullman.

November sees the start of NaNoWriMo and I still can't decide whether or not I want to subject myself to that kind of torture for a second year running. We'll see.

There is, of course, a mass of other information that I could impart. Like going to watch Toy Story in 3D, adventuring to Anglesey and Conwy (to a CASTLE!) and generally eating far too much ice cream. But I'll refrain. I will however have a quick moment of pride. I've been to the gym many times. And fitness classes. Kick aerobics* is so many kinds of fantastic, mostly because the instructor uses phrases such as "No pain, no gain!" in real life. She's crazy.

Now I must shower, read, lecture and sleep. Though not necessarily in that order.

*It may in fact be "kickaerobics" (all one word) but I absolutely refuse to spell it like that.