Castles in the air; also, spamming LJ

[hawkwing_lb]

Outside my window it is dark. Already.

I blame the rain - which is hammering down as though wet weather is going out of fashion - but really, where'd the summer go? It's autumn now, and only going to get darker.

Which is depressing, in a way, until I remember that my brain works better in cold weather.

The closer it gets to October the more nervous I get about returning to college. I'm repeating my first year, with a change of subjects. Ancient history and archaeology remains, to be combined with biblical and theological studies.

I don't want to make a fool of myself again. And I need to get another job soon, as I don't qualify for a maintenance grant on a repeat year.

Worrying over things I can't alter will only give me ulcers and poor concentration. Instead, I shall construct castles in the air and daydream about spending a month next summer in Senegal and a week or two going diving in the Canary Islands. And then perhaps in 2008 I can do a transcontinental trip across Canada, maybe get in on a Worldcon on the way home, and do a divemaster course in Lanzarote. And perhaps in 2009 there will be a few months' archaeological digging in North Africa or the Med, and maybe an opportunity to visit Central Asia. And in 2010 I will graduate with first class honours and be offered an opportunity to take a Master's degree at Oxford.

Pleasant imaginings, though most likely beyond my financial means. Still, one may strive, and one may hope.

And there's always dreaming, too. :-)

Comments

[davefreer.livejournal.com]

sounds a good programme. Aim high! And Uni... will be fine. We have faith. (and we'll keep her hostage:-))

[hawkwing-lb.livejournal.com]

Aim high!

Yep, that's me. Trying not to shoot myself in the foot. :)

[etumukutenyak.livejournal.com]

Aim high? Going in the Air Force? (joke, the US AF used to use "aim high" as their slogan).

Well, since Dave's got faith, and is keeping her hostage, all I got's the negatives. Blackmail, anyone? Dealer's choice, and closest to 21 wins. ;-)

[hawkwing-lb.livejournal.com]

Blackmail, anyone? Dealer's choice, and closest to 21 wins

Blackmail? Is that a card game?

:)

[etumukutenyak.livejournal.com]

I dunno..I've never played cards before.

:-D

[hawkwing-lb.livejournal.com]

...Now where have I heard that before?

Oh, yeah. Right before my youngest cousin took me for all the spare change in my pocket. Thank dog we weren't playing for real stakes.

That was five years ago. She was eleven. I haven't tried my hand at poker since.

;-)

[etumukutenyak.livejournal.com]

(note to self: find Liz's youngest cousin and make her pay encourage her to not scam her relatives)

Well. That's too bad. :-D

[hawkwing-lb.livejournal.com]

Lesson learned. :-)

These days she's scamming her parents and her boyfriends. I imagine she'd make a very good criminal mind. I hope this thought never occurs to her. :)

[etumukutenyak.livejournal.com]

It was my own grandmother who taught me not to play against cardsharks. Only my father could beat her. Luckily we were playing for pennies out of a jar of collected coins. At least in blackjack (or 21) you've got a little bit of a chance to break even, and the dealer doesn't get all the good odds. ;-)

Her boyfriends? Plural? Ooh. She sounds dangerous. :-)

[hawkwing-lb.livejournal.com]

Her boyfriends? Plural?

*is uncomfortably aware she may have just libelled a family member*

Um. Consecutive, not concurrent?

Though I will not argue with the dangerous. Strongwilled, clever adolescents too often are. To themselves, as well. :)

[etumukutenyak.livejournal.com]

Oh. Well, I had hopes of a harem following her around. :-D

Ah, adolescence. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. ;-)

[hawkwing-lb.livejournal.com]

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

Yes. :)