“No! Please! I’ll tell you whatever you want to know!“ the man yelled.
“Really?” said Vimes. “What’s the orbital velocity of the moon?”
“What?”
“Oh, you’d like something simpler?”—Night Watch, Terry Pratchett (via penguin-platform)
Oh lord. I guess the only thing you can do is wait and see how it turns out :/ I’m sure they won’t mark it as a complete fail though?
It ‘s part of 15% seminar assessment of this module (so I’ll be marked on this and my responses to other people’s position papers every week). It won’t be a complete fail if I can somehow redeem myself, but it’s not an ideal start… “\( ‘~’)/”
Weeeell… I’m not sure I answered the questions I was meant to … it was a “position paper”
(I am currently sitting down because it’s easier to type, but I don’t think that’s what they wanted) on two critical texts for seminar preparation which I had to upload and now everyone has to write a response … It was on Henry IV, so I’d written this whole 500 word mini-essay on stuff I thought was interesting (how Hal was using Falstaff and his friends for his own means, etc…), drawing on the critical texts (So I drew a little house with butterflies … not really, but I might at least have gotten points for creativity)… in any case, I saw that everyone else was kinda rephrasing the essays, rather than using them as a starting point for something else. Basically I submitted utter rubbish 3 minutes before the deadline … I now have a 9am seminar and won’t be able to sleep because I’m so tense … (present and future… and the punning isn’t helping )
Okay, so, now that I’ve slept, I can now talk about the reason for my BURNING NEED TO FIGHT J.R.R. TOLKIEN PHYSICALLY AND IMMEDIATELY with considerably less drama than I would’ve otherwise expressed.
This all started just because I wanted to translate the word “net” (like a fishing net) into Elvish. That’s all I wanted. One small task.
Of course, I then immediately find out that, lo, there’s not just one Elvish. There are multiple Elvish languages. Ha ha ha, oh Tolkien, of course you’d do that. You eccentric dead coot. Thanks for making my task more difficult than necessary, but you know, whatever, that makes the world of middle earth more realistic and he seemed to really enjoy inventing languages, and why should I criticize a dead man for having fun with his world, yeah?
So while I’m attempting to navigate through this endless…WORDPILE of information on different Elvish languages and which one would be most appropriate for translating the word “net,” I of course discover there’s several other languages, which actually does not surprise me. I mean, of course, it’s only natural that the different races would have different languages. I can roll with that logic.
This is about where my willingness to go along with Tolkien’s antics starts to crumble.
Right, this hidden-object game has now reached the slowly-hauling-your-over-encumbered- backside-across-all-of-Skyrim-to-sell-stuff level of boring (in-game hoarders will know)
Sooo, I thought I’d try a “free-to-play” hidden-object-game… little did I know you have to “refill your energy “ every time you finish a picture… in order to do this, there are several options : 1- not suck at the puzzles you have to solve to open a treasure chest which I think can contain energy ( I suck at puzzles, and I need energy to open the chest in the first place, soooo… ) 2- pay real money for virtual coins (which is not going to happen) 3- wait for the timer which gives me +1 every +/- 3 minutes, to run out … Ok, so, I’ve found that if I minimize and open the screen, the timer will skip approximately 20 seconds. Now I’m just sat here minimizing and opening a game window with the only satisfaction being that I somehow tricked the game… not what I had in mind when I launched this abomination -_-
Ok Snape, Voldemort and Harry are the three brothers but do you realise that Dumbledore is Death ? He greeted Harry at King’s Cross and was the one behind Snape and Voldemort’s death.
Receiving a list of books to read in preparation for a course a week before that course starts when you had an entire summer in which they could have sent you that list. This gives me just about enough time to order the books. Hehehe, I am so angry right now :)
I’ve been re-reading the HP books and I got to Prisoner of Azkaban (be still my beating heart, it is still the best one) and, at Christmas there’s only 12 people around the dinner table. Trelawny comes along and Dumbledore stands up to draw her a chair.
She freaks out, I must not! When 13 people dine together, the first to rise is the first to die!!!!!
Except.
Ron had Scabbers in his pocket.
Which means that there wasn’t 12 people when Trelawny arrived. There was already 13.
