Snowed under

It appears I've been getting a bit behind on updating this thing recently... I started out with good intentions, but it's the end of the semester and everything has been catching up with me. I've had all of my essays back now, and I passed all of them. Even if I only got a C+ from Canadian Short Stories. The prof is the uni's harshest marker and I'd already melted my brain before I made it to writing hers, and none of the questions were at all inspiring. I consider it a success all round.

Classes finished on Wednesday last week, so those are all over with, and I'm two thirds of the way through my finals already. The prof brought her puppy to the last class (he's called Marlowe, after the writer - only an English buff...) and he spent the entire time running around distracting people. Then he pee'd on a girl's bag... Admittedly he gave fair warning and barked a couple of times, but apparently he'd already gone six times on the way to class, so she can probably be forgiven for not predicting exactly what it was he wanted. None of us knew what was happening, she was in the middle of a sentence when she pretty much screamed. It was pretty funny, although I don't think the owner of the bag appreciated it much...

Marlowe was also having his operation the next day, and she had to cancel her office hours yesterday because he busted his stitches chasing snowflakes. Poor thing. He's fine, though.

I've had two of my finals already, which is a good thing. I hate exams. They've both gone well though, so I'm just trying to study for my Short Stories exam on Friday afternoon. That one may well kill me. I would be studying right now, only I remembered at lunch that the final version of my play is due tomorrow.This is a break from working on that. I have until 4pm tomorrow to get it in, so there's plenty of time. Then it's back to the short stories. I should be finished by 5pm Friday at the latest though, and I invariably finish exams early.

A couple of us are planning on going to the mall on Saturday, because there's Christmas shopping and End-of-Semester celebrations that need to happen. My floormate is flying back to BC next week, so they've been checking up on the forecast in the hopes that the snow won't be bad enough that their flight is cancelled. This is Canada, though. They know how to cope with snow - unlike England, which appears to be suffering at the moment.

I have started pretty much living in my epically toasty boots. They're wonderful. I'm so glad I got them when I did, because otherwise I'd have had cold ankles for the last couple of days. I even wore my coat for the first time this evening. It's lovely and warm, so I won't go freezing to death in the Canadian winter. I need a better toque, though - my ears keep getting cold.

I have somewhere to live over Xmas! We spent the afternoon there decorating cookies, which was a lot of fun, and she's said I can stay there over the holiday. She's not even charging me rent, which is a big plus on the other option of booking a room in a hotel, the cheapest of which worked out at about £60-something a night. Plus I'd have had to pay for food for every meal. I think this is the better option, and I actually get to cook! It's surprising how much I've missed that.

I haven't dyed my hair yet. What with one thing and another we just haven't had time, but we might be doing it on Friday evening after we've finished our finals. If not then I'll get it done over Xmas hols. The roots really are quite bad, and I can actually see what colour my hair should be. It needs dying.

I should really be getting back to work, but I'm struggling to work out what exactly the play needs. I'll work it out. Think I'll have another look and then call it quits for the night. My neck is hurting from sitting hunched at the computer for too long.