Done. And. Dusted.

Although the dust may well be from the ashes of my post-graduate 'career'. E**ay is sent off, and I can now forget it for a whole two months. (Yeah, right. I'll probably have screaming nightmares for one-and-a-half of them.) And I'm taking leave of absence from the MA next year, so nobody will have to listen to me moan about studies for ages and ages and ages... Now in the slightly manic, slightly depressed and fully exhausted mood that usually follows these things, as I can't quite muster the energy even to decide what to do next. I don't think I've read a non-course-related book since the 48 hour challenge in June, though I may be exaggerating my own discipline just a tad. (And I have a print copy of The Wide, Wide World to give dorianegray as a prize for being the only person I know to have tried reading it! What a prize, too. Its heroine is every bit as weepy as she said, and her eventual husband is just creepy, though I didn't read page-by-page far enough to find that out.)

As I'll be going off to Cornwall ::knocks on wood:: on Sunday, priority has to go to choosing among the droolishly tempting books that have been piling up around here the last month or two: Sherwood Smith's Senrid is number one on the list, but there'll be a need for number two, three and hey - maybe even a four and five! I may make lists here, just for the fun of wallowing in purely-for-pleasure reading again.

Other things that have to be done before Sunday include preparing for O.D.'s twenty-first (gasp) birthday tomorrow (but we have leeway on presents since she still hasn't made up her mind what she wants), catching up on the woefully neglected blogs (I've just about managed LJ, without commenting), deciding what knitting to bring to Cornwall (a guilty pleasure if ever there was one, as I've almost finished a cardigan, and it's just at the point where I'll feel bad about not bringing it to finish, but would be frustrated if I did), finding if there's a house left still under all the crap piled up, getting Y.D.'s school books and new school shoes (not a good idea to leave till I get back and the week before school!), and ... stuff.

Did manage to meet gair and gerald in a really nice cafe in Bristol while I was there - finally! A long-postponed meeting, which was just as nice as I knew it would be. Now I'm getting less depressed, just thinking about it...