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minervasoloI have just, just, got back from Dance Camp. I have read emails, but I shan't be replying to any until tomorrow, maybe even the next day. I'm just not in a place to deal with such things right now. I still find it weird that it's not taking half an hour to boil water in a kettle. Anything big on lj I've missed, point me a link to it.
Especially let me know if anyone emailed Helen, as I asked, because otherwise I've got to email her and explain why i've left her and the English department hanging for two weeks.
I danced solidly from 11:35 to 1:00AM last night, so I am tired and not in a place to deal with much. It doesn't help that almost immediately after walkinmg through hte door mum toldme some news that feels like it ought to be worse than it is, but judging by mum's delivery she isn't shattered by it either, though it's still an unpleasant surprise.
I'vejust noticed that I've used the phrase 'not in a place to deal' twice now. Guess that's how detached I'm feeling. Partly I blame hormones anyway, and too much chocolate in the car. Tomorrow (or Tuesday) I shall get sorted, and update things and organise things and maybe even talk to people, if I start having social withdrawal having spent the last ten days doing almost everything with at least 30 people.
In the meantime, it's fair to say that unless I talk to you, don't talk to me. There shall belengthly hyperbolic descriptions of dance camp tomorrow, and probably a seperate post (because the two really don't go together at all) explaining what the bad news was.
In other words, I'm Back, and Good Night!
Especially let me know if anyone emailed Helen, as I asked, because otherwise I've got to email her and explain why i've left her and the English department hanging for two weeks.
I danced solidly from 11:35 to 1:00AM last night, so I am tired and not in a place to deal with much. It doesn't help that almost immediately after walkinmg through hte door mum toldme some news that feels like it ought to be worse than it is, but judging by mum's delivery she isn't shattered by it either, though it's still an unpleasant surprise.
I'vejust noticed that I've used the phrase 'not in a place to deal' twice now. Guess that's how detached I'm feeling. Partly I blame hormones anyway, and too much chocolate in the car. Tomorrow (or Tuesday) I shall get sorted, and update things and organise things and maybe even talk to people, if I start having social withdrawal having spent the last ten days doing almost everything with at least 30 people.
In the meantime, it's fair to say that unless I talk to you, don't talk to me. There shall belengthly hyperbolic descriptions of dance camp tomorrow, and probably a seperate post (because the two really don't go together at all) explaining what the bad news was.
In other words, I'm Back, and Good Night!
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Date: 22/8/05 08:50 am (UTC)Affordable, squee! (provided we can get 10 people to donate a fiver each :P)
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Date: 22/8/05 10:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 22/8/05 10:30 am (UTC):)
Hopefully they will, but if not perhaps we should go for a print run of 30 and chip in a fiver each?
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Date: 22/8/05 11:19 am (UTC)