Extar

02:45 am: Haha! Fuck you pig master!

03:31 am: An angry god must be appeased!

01:41 am: Guild Wars: Factions Collector's Edition comes in the biggest box I have ever seen a PC game in, it's huge, I'm using it as a second bedroom.

11:37 pm: Another haiku
The essays got done,
I didn't have enough sleep,
My essays were bad.

02:25 pm: The HIST2244 offensive
What I thought would be a quiet day of polishing off my British Politics essay has rapidly turned into the biggest shit sandwich since the draft of my American essay went down in flames along with the old laptop before christmas. It turns out that despite not making any mention of it on any course literature we were given, the Italian renaissance essay is indeed to be handed in tomorrow, well so says the history website anyway. The eminent R.D. Black has yet to confirm my suspicion that I now have a 2,000 word essay on what is hands-down my worst subject to be handed in for marking tomorrow. I really don't know what the hell is going on, the history website also mentions a primary source exercise which fills up the 10% mark for the module which every other history module has. The prof said that he would come up with something for the 10% part of the module, which unless he covered in the tutorial I skipped on tuesday to concentrate on my British Politics essay, has not being made mention of either. Despite him not taking part in the AUT strike action he is doing a pretty good job of making it all the more difficult trying to keep track of what we are supposed to do. I was working on what he said in an earlier tutorial and what has been on the cards since the beginning of the semester, that the essay was to be handed into him any time before the exam. This surprised me at the time as it was quite clearly deviating from the policy of essays being handed in in week 10, which is what all the other history modules conform to.
As I'm sure it's becoming clear, HIST2244 is no ordinary module, not only is it impenetrably hard due to its focus on philosophy rather than the usual social, political changes going on in Italy in the 1400s but assessment is unclear and poorly organised. Had I gone to the tutorial, maybe I'd have been able to fill out one of the course summary sheets saying all this, but then again, we probably wouldn't have got that either. The haphazard nature of choosing modules last year, with little to no idea of course content, assessment etc. is partly to blame for this disaster. The sooner this stupid module is over the better.
So, now I have two problems. Firstly, my British Politics essay needs finishing and typing up, this isn't too much of a big deal as I'm already about three quarters through getting it written out. My second and rather more substantial problem is that, as I said before, have a fucking 2,000 word essay to do on a subject I really don't know anything about. The reading list, which I'll have to go back to pick up from the house, seems reasonably detailed, but I can't guarantee how many of the books I'll be able to get my hands on, considering everyone else is presumably doing the essay too, or how useful these books turn out.
Realistically, the essay is pretty likely to get done, but it is also virtually guaranteed to be a horrific exercise in rambling and padding out paragraphs and arguments I don't fully understand. At least my discovery of my British Politics essay was early on in the week and semi-expected, giving me a lot of time to prepare and I'm fairly good at British Politics to boot.
Lessons learnt from this debacle? Avoid medieval history next year, avoid R.D. Black and don't take the module tutors word for anything without having it written down, signed in triplicate and verified by a third party.

Extar, panicking, pressured, out.

01:27 am: Robert Patrick is your new god.
You can thank the Amen break, the Micro Korg and Cooledit for making me completely forget about the much anticipated GvG event today which I did actually want to take part in. I guess we all have to suffer for our art.

03:33 am: No Receipt
I'd appreciate it if someone could tell me how much the 1.5 litre bottles of Volvic cost from the Total(?) petrol station near the library in Heckmondwike on the way to Dewsbury Moor.

04:46 am: .009 .011 .016 .024 .032 .042
Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning- little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blest with seeing bird above his chamber door-
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as "Nevermore."

02:53 am: ambitious
guy 2:
i've already looked at the designs and thought about our design concept and i've drawn up a short-list of names already.
boss:
that's great, what did you come up with?
guy 2;
erm okay, Nintendo- Cuntbox, Cockstick, Fundick, Dickhole.
guy 3:
those are really outside the box
boss:
no, i like them. it adds a new dynamic to the- what was that last one again?
guy 2:
dickhole
boss:
dickhole... hmmm, yeah well i think we should go with that, what do we all think?
guy 2 [nods]

03:21 am: it's the malaise