Avernus

Okay, since Jenny complained that not blogging for a month or so makes net-stalking very tricky, I'll give this a go.

So, life at the moment. Life at the moment is lived largely in a state of vague nervous apprehension, which isn't the perkiest of emotional states. It's that nasty creeping feeling that it's now the end of fourth week, in the term before my Finals, and I haven't really given *thought* to revision as yet. And this is not *entirely* because of my own laziness. The way we organise teaching papers at Exeter means I won't be off the learning-new-stuff-two-papers-two-esssays-a-week system that I've been on since Mods until the end of term. This system was a fair bit of work for the last couple of years, but that was all I needed to do by way of academic work, so it was doable. But now I'm meant to be fitting in revision as well somewhere, and I'm not *quite* certain how that's meant to work. And yeah, okay, so this morning I had a lie in and I've spent a bit over an hour catching up on webcomics and blogs and things - but I *did* have tutes on Wednesday and Thursday, and Friday morning *is* my relaxation time, so I don't feel this is *entirely* unjustified, especially since I'm going to the philosophy library as soon as I've finished blogging. But it still means that I'm now starting next weeks essays, which I won't finish working on until *next* Thursday, and then I'll be in exactly the same position next Friday as I'm in now, and no revision will have been done. Aargh. It's a terribly worrying situation >_<

I guess the answer would be to stop watching anime and the occasional TV I sometimes catch, and stop hanging around friends' rooms to work as I generally get less work done that way, and stop reading fanfic and comic books which have been eating my *brain* lately. But when I stop doing lesiure activities and seeing friends and start sitting around in my room trying just to work all the time it makes me kinda crazy like. Hence evenings like Monday when it was a choice of phoning Nee-sama or sitting in a corner and whimpering to myself. Which isn't a very happy situation.

Humph. Right, sorry about that. Life isn't so very bad really, it's just lived with a pretty constant background buzz of stress at the moment. Not just Finals stress either, though that's a major component. I've also submitted my application for an MPhil in Ancient History, and I am worrying about that quite significantly still. It won't be the end of the world if I don't get in, but that would mean I actually have to think about what I want to *do* with my life, which I don't really want to do. And even if I do get in, there's still the happy dance of funding applications to enjoy.

See? This is why I haven't been blogging lately. I've turned into a twitchy bore. Meh. My mental state can largely be described as 'finals... work... revision... application... funding... oooh, comics... no, work... comics...' And that doesn't make for very good conversation.

And I can't find comics trackers that want to work for me. Z-Cult-FM is back up but I can't seem to find the relevant forums to find the bloody trackers, even though they keep referring to them on the public forums I *can* get to, and if they've put it over to some system where only people with a certain amount of posts to their credit can get to the trackers I shall be incredibly displeased. It's either something like that, or my computer's fucked in some respect. Which wouldn't entirely surprise me. Windows Automatic Updates keeps asking me if I want to restart it to finish installing the updates I've downloaded, only I *haven't* downloaded any updates and it's meant to *ask* me before it downloads anything, the little shit. The only thing on the update list was the evil Windows anti-spam type program which I didn't *want*. If it's downloaded updates I don't want without *asking* me I shall be *incredibly displeased again*.

*hides under desk* I wanna go home.