*annoyed grunt*

Well, I do believe I have neglected this poor blog again.

So, I'm back at uni. Turns out I am having to do an extra subject because I flunked Computing last year, and so, for whatever God-forsaken reason (ha, ha), I chose Theology and Religious Studies. It sounded like a good idea at the time.

Continuing Film and Music, also doing a Creative Writing course, which is just a lovely, lovely course. One seminar a week (granted, 3 hours and on a Wednesday evening) and no exams, and guess what - it's not false advertising, the focus is very much on the writing, they've not roped you in, just to turn round with handfuls of Kafka for you to analyse. And it's 40 credits. I'm soooo glad they weren't taking the piss.

Film & TV was always good for quotables last year, but this year it's outdone itself. We watched The Magic Box, a film from the early 50s about William Friese-Greene, who apparently invented moving pictures, but that bastard Edison stole his thunder. It was all very funny where it didn't mean to be, from his recently beaten-up son saying "he was much bigger than me, I'd have beaten him if he wasn't" to the worst apology ever to his wife (basically, "I didn't just forget about the show, I forgot about you too, sorry" "oh Willy I love you"). Had us all shouting "ENCYCLOPEDIAAAA!" after it.

Anyway, once I have something more interesting to write about, I will.

But don't hold your breath.

Ciao for now.