i was waiting for a bus the other night, feeling a little sad.
but the whole city is in blossom, so sad doesn't stay long. look at this!
this is where that tree branch outside my window is at:
i've no idea how leaves will appear from here. i won't get to watch them unfold any further, but here's why i'm glad to be leaving the erstwhile halls of residence:
that's the corridor outside my room. then there's all the grotty adolescents shouting outside my window in the wee hours. . .
invigilated an exam this morning and collected a huge stack of them to mark, but had a nice marking session this afternoon with the prof and the other TAs. medieval essay is very nearly a complete draft, instead of a patchwork, which is great. steep learning curve on this one - i know masses about 8th century francia (france/germany) now, and about the benedictine rule and the politics of manuscript production. sometimes i think i'd like to be a medievalist.