Yay! But oops! I fell to the perils of Ebay, once again, but I have finally got a copy of Chronicle Of The Black Sword by Hawkwind! Raaaawwwwwkkkk! Chuffed to little mintballs I am. I've been meaning to get the album for ages as I only had a copy on cassette, and it's one of those albums that gets under your skin. The only problem now is, I want to go and dig our my Elric books and read them all over again. Maybe Stormbringer is trying to eat my soul!
What makes me smile even more as I listen to the album again is that Principessa is rocking out with me. She has already decided that Jerry Cornelius'sNeedle Gun is her favourite song.
She is making me giggle so much by pogo-ing about singing 'It's gonna make you run, needle, needle, needle, needle gun!" 'Tis a happy day.
'Tis a doubly happy day as I have also got myself a copy of Brian Lumley's book 'A Coven Of Vampires'. Woohoo! More little mintballs in the happy offing!
Right. Well. Happy day, but need to try and get the Medea/Don Juan essay written, and get ready for the surveyor and occupational therapist visit. They are hopefully going to the extension business started. Finally.
Argh! This TMA is doing my head in! But on the upside, this is post 250! Woohoo! And act 2 of Dr. Horrible's Song-Along Blog is up for viewing.
Back to normal programming. I am slowly being driven up the oil-slicked wall with this TMA. Every time I think I have found a foothold I am unceremoniously dropped from a great height. The Medea section seems to be coming together, but the Don Juan bit is eluding me at the minute, even though I know I have all the info that I need to write it. Fudgecakes! I may be going slightly mad.
This is what this is. I am so frustrated with the whole thing, it's driving me up the bloody wall.
So, what do I have to do in this latest essay? I have to contrast the traditional attributes of masculinity and femininity in two of four specified texts. I've already said that I have chosen Don Juan and Medea here, but working the essay around them is proving more elusive than the Scarlet Pimpernel. I know what I want to say, and what parts of the 'texts' I want to use, but cohesion is non-existent! I am floundering, plain and simple. It is so frustrating because both of the 'texts' are goldmines for essay material. Maybe that's the problem, maybe I'm trying to incorporate too much. I think I will need more thinking time.
On other stuff... The things Principessa has me doing! Today she had me try to teach her how to play bowling and tennis on Wii Sports. It was both funny and frustrating at the same time. Principessa has developed the art of selective hearing extremely well, so trying to show her or explain to her what to do is a very hard job. But, saying that, she did strike out in bowling at one point. 'Twas very impressive! Another thing she has me do is put socks over her bedtime bottle (sooo much less hassle than a cup at bedtime) so that the milk or orange juice doesn't freeze her hands. Oh, if a drink is too cold she throws it on the floor. That is me, not a happy Mummy! A sock makes it all better, and her socks fit the bottle perfectly!
Anyways, enough of my rambling. Time to try and get more of this essay done. 500 words down (ish), another 1000 to go....
*Eeks* I received the secret 'exam' paper today. Well, the envelope contains the very last assignments for the A103 course. But...problem. The ever so secret pages have been sealed into the return envelope, instead of the top secret instructive envelope that should contain the exam paper and the return envelope. If any of that makes sense! So, I'm just keeping an eye out at the A103 forum to see what is to be done. Ho hum!
As for the current essay TMA07 plan... I've not started yet. I've taken a day or so out to finally get around to reading Wide Sargasso Sea. Holy heck! it's depressing. Just got a few more pages to read before I'm done. And I shall breath a sigh of relief. I thought I had better read it, just to make sure that it would not be a text I could use for the essay. I can tell you, it's a big, fat no! It's an interesting take on the Bertha character from Jane Eyre, Rochester's first wife. But it drains the life out of you faster than the death drain in Guitar Hero 3. So, it is definitely Don Juan and Medea for my two texts. Time to finish the Medea block work, methinks, and gather my thoughts about the Don!
Ah well. I'm not surprised. There was only a modicum of hope, and that slipped away quite quickly when Murray just looked drained. I think he must have expended far to much energy in the match against Gasquet. At least he said he was outclassed rather than blaming his loss on exhaustion. Oh, yeah, Rafa won 6-3, 6-2, 6-4. It was only to be expected though.
Apart from Murray misery, Safin supremecy ruled! So chuffed! Wish I had not turned over to watch Murray. I was all 'blah' when Safin lost the first set, thinking that Lopez would easily win, especially as Safin was being Angryman again. But the rain delay helped in a big way, allowing Safin to focus. He won out 3-6, 7-5, 7-6, 6-3. *Bouncing* Problem the next... Federer, who beat Mario Ancic 6-1, 7-5, 6-4.
The other quarter final between Arnaud Clement and Rainer Schuettler was suspended due to bad light. Currently it stands at one set each.
On other stuff... Principessa caused havoc last night. Nanny had let her into the bathroom to wash her hands, leaving Principessa to her own devices. About ten minutes earlier, Principessa had pinched a slice of bread (I don't know how she can eat bread without anything on it, but it's one of her most favourite things). Yep, you can see it coming, can't you? She had taken the bread upstairs, and when she got entry into the bathroom - the sink in particular - she blocked the sink with her bread and flooded the bathroom. Argh! Lots of AngryNanny shouting ensued, followed by AngryGrandand shouting. Principessa understood that she had been very naughty and once she had been put to bed with a drink of orange juice she fell straight to sleep. I feel guilty for benefitting from her being disciplined, but having my bed to myself all night allowed me to have a good sleep for once!
I carried on studying Medea after Principessa went to sleep. I can't believe how much of a goldmine that play is in answering the essay question. There is so much good stuff, like how the different areas of the theatre were used to convey masculinity and femininity, and how different parts of the funerary rights were alloted to the mother and father. Lots of interesting info, and plenty of lines that contrast masculine and feminine attributes. I'm loving it! So I have decided to leave the rest of the blockwork for Medea for now, as I feel quite confident of being able to eke out all the good bits, and I am going to start the Don Juan blockwork today. I am hoping that I will find the same confidence with Don Juan that I have with Medea.
Looking forward to the Murray/Nadal match and the Safin/Lopez match today. I'd watch Federer, but there is only so many times you can watch brilliance in action before it gets a little bit boring. I'm kind of hoping that Mario Ancic can cause an upset and knock Federer out, if only to cause a little bit of excitement rather than the same-old, same-old.
Well, while I have Principessa occupied watching Balamory and other CBeebies favourites, I shall go and study some more Medea.
Yay! But oops! I fell to the perils of Ebay, once again, but I have finally got a copy of Chronicle Of The Black Sword by Hawkwind! Raaaawwwwwkkkk! Chuffed to little mintballs I am. I've been meaning to get the album for ages as I only had a copy on cassette, and it's one of those albums that gets under your skin. The only problem now is, I want to go and dig our my Elric books and read them all over again. Maybe Stormbringer is trying to eat my soul!
