h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

I think the last week rather sums up the whole of this term - which is handy, really, it coming at the end and all...

Now, since the end of last week was also the end of term, it's not surprising I had some coursework due in. And although it would be an exaggeration to say I hadn't started it yet before Wibble, it would be even more of one to say it was almost finished.

So, along came the , in went the , and out the window went the . In fact, on Wibble night I got only 2 hours sleep, as I then had to be up for a 10:00 until 13:00 Psychology seminar - at which, seasonally enough, the lecturer gave out mince pies (and managed to sit still for once, since it was student-led! Although he did rather relish his job of pronouncing the word "homunculus"... ).

Now, one of my aims for this term / year (and one I've done quite well at fulfilling, I feel...) was to see lots of live music. And this particular Thing, there was a second "X-Ray Folder" night at the Union - I don't know where that name comes from , but basically it's a live music night, generally involving indie, rock and blues. Now, I couldn't let my work get in the way of going to that, now, could I? Even if the work was unfinished and due in the next day...

So, a quick half-hour "powernap" while my housemate cooked a pizza (), and off I whizzed (late) to meet up with my friend. And a thoroughly good evening it was too - a few drinks , and a few encounters with random acquaintances (another recurring theme this term: people I half-know...). This included one girl who seemed to be literally unable to thank me enough for lending her some notes to photocopy; really, it was no problem! Plus one of the people involved in organising the night, who I was chatting to at Tom's house a couple of weeks ago (after a very strange night, involving more live music - this time from my Japanese housemates and their band "Freedom McArthur" - and the unlikely coincidence of said Tom being at this Japanese gig and talking me into going on to a club... )

[Note: although I don't normally include people's real names in my journal, I will make an exception for anyone named Tom, as I know so many of them that it hardly counts as identification! ]

The main band were cool, too: the gloriously named "Up C Down C Left C Right C ABC+Start" (it's a computer game cheat, from the original Sonic the Hedgehog, hence the subject ). Definitely one to watch (although my friend suggested it was the kind of name that gets changed as soon as they get a decent record deal ) Admittedly, they'd have a hard time matching the excellence of British Sea Power (yes, my wall is now adorned with genuine British Sea Power foliage! ); let alone the sheer genius of The Flaming Lips (my birthday night out ); but they nonetheless rocked, "Porn Jam" and all [don't ask ]

Of course, then I had to go home to bed - and my body flatly refused to give me less than a full night's sleep, so I slept through another lecture (it's alright, it was cancelled anyway). More importantly, I now had just a few hours left to polish off the coursework In the end, I had to all the way onto campus, print it off, and hand it in technically *after* the Student Info Centre closed!

The feeling of relief at leaving campus for the last time till January was briefly flattened by the memory that I needed to pick up those notes I'd loaned out from my Psychology pigeon hole. But otherwise, it was time to settle in for a relaxing weekend of unexpected long and philosophical talks with my housemate and unimportantly slipping schedules...