Of Lingering Lunacy May 21, 2009
Posted by Jen in : A363 Open University, Journal , trackbackBlimey. That was a funny few weeks. I can reliably inform you that I just about survived my OU course. Discovering by chance that the final ECA doodah had to be submitted not tomorrow at midnight by over-excited and last-minute email but the rotten bloomin thing had to be posted and the actual words, on paper, nestled neatly in Milton Keynes ready for assassination. Hell. Utter. Hell.
But, as always, it was done. Madness, as always, took over. Yes, this blog may have been quiet but, believe me, Twitter was teasing out my tantrums. ‘If I had a live crow sellotaped to my bedside table, I’d be polishing its feathers right now,’ read one early-morning tweet. The story itself was more sensible. No mention of Paul McKenna, bongos or the philosophical fabness that “life’s like Tapas”. Erm… oh dear. At least I don’t need to hold my breath until October in the hope of a distinction. Gawd. I swear I will never write again. Not even a blog post. Ah. Bugger. Caught out again. Maybe I will write again then. Once the 9pm nod-offery has abated.
At least I can relax now. Almost. There is just the small matter of moving house next week. And Saturday’s impending joy of the Heathfield Agricultural Show which will find me, for many hours, clambering on and off a clapped out double decker bus with cups of manky instant coffee for the thronging masses. I hope they don’t want me to smile too. Multi-tasking is not something I undertake lightly. Not on a Saturday. Not now that I’m 40. Just ask the crow…
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Well DONE!!! And best of luck with the move. You’ve nearly reached the first day of the rest of your life (if you don’t count today, and the intervening ones…)
YAY! Well done! It’s so nerve racking isn’t it? Good luck with your move! x
Well done Jen, I bet it’s fab. Because life IS like tapas after all. Kind of. (Perhaps best to set that crow free now though?)
Good luck with the move. x
Well done. Enjoy your day clambering over double decker buses, at least it’s something different from all that writing (and potential crow polishing).
Hope the move goes well.
Does sellotape work then? Maybe the Queen should try it instead of clipping the wings of the ravens in the tower? I wouldn’t let the crow go yet, could cause the fall of England (or at very least your OU assignment).
Well done on getting there and good luck with the move…
OH bloody hell Jen…. Oh. Congratulations first, but I’m feeling a bit breathless and short of sleep on your behalf.
I prescribe lots and lots of wine!
If you polish its feathers, the sellotape will no longer work.
Very well done though. And hopefully the house move will give you something new to look forward to, to avoid the post-tremendous-effort come down.
Well done my dear. Paul McKenna would be proud of the way you got yourself through such a stressy time.
Good luck with the show. Will there be Llamas? Will you wear tweed and waxed knickers?
Blimey, I don’t know how you cope!!
*takes hat off to you*
C x
Glad you survived intact (ish) Must be the luck of the crow
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Good luck with the show (look forward to hearing about that, will Cheggers be dropping in?) and the move – you don’t do things by halves now do you?
Picces from the show? TFx
Wooo! Hand in. Nicely done – but… on paper? Does Milton Keynes not have electricity? They must have surely, or how would the Cows work?
Well done on finishing your OU course. Are you now officially properly writerly?
Blimey, everyone’s at it these days. Except me. Moving house, that is. Good luck with it.
Lucky you spending all day at “the premier one day agricultural show in the south east”. With Monster Truck AND The Gorilla Man.I’m sure you wont believe your eyes.
Oh, and well done and all that. Hope the house move goes well too. Expect to hear about the new nesting efforts
x
i am so proud of us all. we did it. marks? sod the bloody marks. we handed in on time, and that’s what it’s all about. right. right????
also, how did i not know about your twitter? *makes mental note*
oh and update your word counter
Even the thought of moving house makes me nauseous so you have my sympathy.
I’ve not taken to Twitter (in fact, I’m a Twitter refusnik) but Facebook’s stolen my soul. Are blogs a dying breed? And congrats on the completion!
Queenie – I really do feel quite first-day-of-life-ish. Is nice. Fanks X
Mandy – Ugh, am so relived the course is over but can’t wait to get moved and stuck into some more writing. Not long ’til August and results… eeeeeek…
Lucy D – I like the idea of a Life Like Tapas. Bitesized. Manageable, you know? And wine compulsory of course.
Debs – I clambered on and off the bus and didn’t fall over/off even once. Was married off to my boss who looked suitably horrified, bless his soul. A suitably mental day.
Tam – the sellotape was reasonably effective but have other wildlife fixed in place with parcel tape now. Not as daft as I look, me…
JJ – Wine! Champagne!! Plentiful beverages!! Hurrah!!
Beleaguered – Oh, good point about the polish vs. sellotape. You’ve obviously got god experience in these matters. Mmm, yes, post-temendous-effort let-down being suitably avoided. Roll on next weekend when I will soak in my new bath and revel in nothingness… aaaaaaah
Lane – Tweed knickers?! Cor blimey, they’d be guaranteed to tickle one’s fancy…
Carol – Cope? COPE? Mwah ha ha haaaaaa… lunacy is he new black, doncha know?
Karen – No Cheggars, sadly. You’d think he’d have made an effort. What’s the point of having a celebrity spiritual husband if he’s doesn’t turn up to admire competitive pigs eh?
TF – No piccies, sadly. Camera packed away
Watching – I know! Real words on paper. In triplicate. Wodges of nonsense, all printed out. Madness. Are cows electric then? Hmmm. This week’s novel title, that. Are Cows Electric? Yes. Well done that man.
Cap’n Black – I is now proper knacked out, that’s what.
McBobo – But I did not t see a gorilla man? Am disappointed now. I did speak to a pig judge though. Maybe that was enough excitement?
b – Twitter is a danger to one’s sanity. That’s why I likes it. Gah, am not thinking about marks for the ECA. I know I should have spent more time on it but hey, I did the best I could in the time available. And yeah, we got them in on time. That deserves a drink at the very least?
Loth -Nauseous. Yes. That’s the word I was looking for amongst the more sweary ones I’ve been using this week.
Cat – Oh, Lord, Facebook, Twitter, I love them all. Facebook especially though because they’re ‘real’ people. And because I’m a nosy parker. Blogs I think will survive. I quite often write a blog post based on a few Twitter scribbles or a Facebook status update. And then I join all the bits of fluff together and turn them into pieces of writing for my OU projects. Oh dear.
Hope the house move and the show went well – snook into Twitter and there’s a picture of you. Yay! Not at all fortyish. (Altho’ looking fortyish sounds jolly ok from where I’m standing.)
What’s that! Wait! Is it a crow, is it Superman? Nah, it’s a distinction in the air…
Honeysuckle – It all went well, though the lack of internet made go a bit funny for a while. Oh God, yes, a picture. What was I thinking?!
Fionnuala – It’s a crow, actually dressed as Superman, performing fabulous tasks left-handed. Which is more likely than a distinction.