Could not be anymore stressed than I am right now. This probably/definitely explains my lack of blog postings. Its like everything has come to a head at once, like finding a house for next year and several issues that are tied in with that & my course being infinitely more difficult than I imagined.
Nonetheless, I have had a relatively productive day of seminars and now have to write my essay on the Earl of Rochester. Oh, and also find a house...
Seeing Portugal. The Man at the Shakespeare in Sheffield tommorow evening, and then heading to a house party on saturday for halloween. Fuck a costume, I am too poor, I will just go as 'me-but-with-added-cynicism'. Mm...
I went home last weekend, definitely a welcome break. Spent most of my time drinking excessive amounts of coffee and eating roast dinners/drinking at the pub. Was good to see some familiar faces, but it was a hassle not having access to the books I needed.
I have also just had a call from the estate agents saying that two of the viewings we had booked have been cancelled because the houses are gone. How fucking fantastic...
Life would be so much easier if I could live in this apartment with that view.
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