Miscellany

[icepixie]

Dear Self,

Really, it's time to start putting the backpack in the backseat or the trunk. The passenger unbuckled bell is getting annoying. (Tonight it was four tomes of criticism about Coleridge and Volume 33 of Studies in Romanticism. All except the periodical are mine until JANUARY SEVENTH MUAHAHAHA. Or, y'know, until someone recalls them. Er. Anyway, YAY GRAD SCHOOL.)

Speaking of those books, I'm pretty excited about this presentation/paper. I'm going to write about Coleridge's "The Nightingale," which very few people have even mentioned, much less written articles about. I think it could make a decent conference paper (which is the assignment--doesn't have to be submitted anywhere, but it should be ready to be). And I won't feel like I'm repeating people, yay!

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Over the past week, four unfinished Corner Gas fics seem to have appeared on my hard drive. I, of course, am at a loss to explain this. All four of them also seem to involve Karen and Davis in some kind of awkward USTful situation as well. Really, I have no idea how that happened. *whistles*

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The weather has been awesome for the past few days. Thanks, Ike! ;) I've had all my windows open, and I have a lot of windows. It's wonderful. I went for a walk by the river and took pictures the other day. I'd post them, except my webhosting company has, apparently deleted my website. When I still had eight months left for this year. And they aren't responding to e-mails.

Good thing I keep a backup on my computer.

Yeah, I won't be hosting with them anymore! (It's HostOnce, for the curious. They were fine for five years, but no longer, apparently.) I think I'll take this opportunity to pick a different domain name--one that's less "I was eighteen and feeling uncreative" than my old one.

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[sleepingcbw.livejournal.com]

All except the periodical are mine until JANUARY SEVENTH MUAHAHAHA. Or, y'know, until someone recalls them. Er. Anyway, YAY GRAD SCHOOL.

WORD. I remember *running out of renews* on my three-week-loan comps books at Kenyon -- the kind of books no one else would ever want to check out -- and then checking the QA section after every class to see if they'd been reshelved yet so I could go back to work. Nightmare.

Unfortunately, the music department here had its own library, on the second floor of the building that flooded. So music books have to be requested a business day in advance, to give one of the librarians time to go into the flooded building wearing a miner's hat with a flashlight on top and get the book out of the old library. (And it'll be like this until after I leave. Blargh.)

[icepixie]

I remember *running out of renews* on my three-week-loan comps books at Kenyon -- the kind of books no one else would ever want to check out

Didn't you get them all semester? Senior year, every book I checked out was mine until final exams.

(And it'll be like this until after I leave. Blargh.)

Dude, that SUCKS. I can't imagine not being able to browse...

[sleepingcbw.livejournal.com]

Didn't you get them all semester? Senior year, every book I checked out was mine until final exams.

They didn't start that until second semester (and math comps are in the fall). Alas.

[icepixie]

They didn't start that until second semester

Really? I must be misremembering, then. I thought we had extended checkout for both semesters.

[sleepingcbw.livejournal.com]

I wish. (I found a reference to it in my LJ (http://sleepingcbw.livejournal.com/2005/11/08/), too, so it really was senior year.)