Don't let the cave-in get you down

... thinking lots about Kana, AKA Gran-Gran. And I have reached the conclusion that I WANT ALL THE FIC IN THE WORLD ABOUT KANA'S JOURNEY FROM THE NORTH TO SOUTH POLE.

( Kana-centric spoilers from the end of S1 and S3 )

Or trying to. I can only take two classes this semester (!!!) - the focus is going to be firmly placed on independent reading, researching and writing.

I'm absolutely dreading my philosophy class.

It's compulsory - I need to take it at some point during the next two years, and my current plan is to get it out of the way as quickly as possible. But I don't know how I'm going to cope in a subject with nothing but a two-hour lecture, a one-hour seminar and (presumably?) a one-hour tutorial when I can barely deal with the pre-sessional reading.

Despite this, I'm desperately looking forward to classes starting back. This year is going to be a good one, I think. The girlfriend and I have moved into our lovely new flat; unfortunately I seem to be allergic to our room (maybe it's the duvet? Maybe it's the mattress? Lots and lots of hoovering and laundering has not yet helped). We only have one rather small window and the ceiling slopes a little, which sort of gives the impression of living in a cave. So far it's novel enough that I'm quite pleased with it - we'll see how I feel when it starts getting dark before 17:00.

... I have a feeling that the more often I try to read up on metaphysics, the more often I'll be updating my journal. Yay?