Work, work, work ....

Blogging seems soooooo much harder when you have so many other things to do. I no longer have time to procrastinate! I literealy havn't stopped. Whats the world coming to?
Fatty's Blog is going well, I showed it to my tutor today and he gave rather possitive feedback - he would like a first draft by Monday! :S


I've changed my mind for the critcal review. I'm going to do it on Jeremy Dronfield's 'The Alchemist's Apprentice'. I'm quite excited about it because I'm only on page 93 and I'm already messed in the head trying to work it out. It's exactly the same feeling I had while watching '7 Pounds' - the new Will Smith film. Something between 'wow, this is complicated' and 'What the hell is going on!'

I think I'm on top of things, it's just they keep moving so fast that it could be deceiving. I'm doing my poetry quietly - still not the progress I would like but at least it's getting done - if a little slowly. I'm a quater of a way through the story I want for my Dissertation and Myth and Narrative is pretty much looking after itself. (Had the result for my essay back today - rather disapointed but still a good mark)

So, Yeah, All go on the bus as mother would say.
Lx

Cricket song ...

I'm currently sat on James' bed pretending to do some work while he sits at the computer fretting over his. I just read the brief of what he has to do and I have to say whoever wrote his course needs a good slap around the face. It seems like they keep moving the goal posts for him. The brief for this latest assingment is fine until about halfway down the page - where the 'reflective journal' he should write turns into a 'research paper'. Nothing is clear - not even the wordcount!

I feel so bad for him but I can't do anything to help him because I know nothing about Computer Games Development and Artificial Intelligence. What can I go?

And while all this is happening there is a box of crickets cirping in the corner which makes it sound like we are sat in the middle of the jungle trying to do our Uni work.