Long time no see...

I've really got to get the hang of writing a blog for maore than about a week at a time. I mean, seriously, it's been a couple of months (maybe more) since my last. Anyhooo... I'm going to university unbelievably soon, and i still haven't got half my stuff sorted. Have been given a load of maths and chem questions to do and give feedback on. nearly finished the maths, but there's some tricky integration questions right at the end that are making themselves a pain, as maths so often does. And the chem I've barely started, which isn't too great really. Bloody chemistry.
It's amazing how packing expands not only to fill both the space and time available, but given half a chance grows even beyond that. I thought I'd be able to get all my stuff into a suitcase and large rucksack (excepting the bike). Yeah, that worked. Thanks be, I have a lift to uni otherwise things could be complicated.
I've been working on my bike recently. This is largely because of a combination of boredom and the presence of paint, but also part of a Cunning Plan. Cambridge is widely known for the number of bikes which infest its streets. Unfortunately, it is also, as a result, known for high levels of bike theft (3000 incidents reported to the police per year). So, I reason, a bike with a really bad paint job is probably safer. I mean, who would want a bike that has been painted, by me, using paint never intended for the purpose. Plus, of course, the fact that it stands out a bit; a frame striped brown and white, with the wheels and mudguards being painted in the "oh look, I wonder what happens if you do this" school of artwork tends to be less than inconspicuous. Of course, someone could respray it, but then thickness (and lumpiness) of the paint covering it would make that a job and a half (at least if you wanted to be able to sell it afterwards). So the paintjob is really an antitheft device, forged in the glowing forge of pure insanity. Of course, I have to live with riding it...
To be honest, I'm mainly reading this to avoid having to do chemistry/pack/do something else unspecified and useful. So I'd better find something else to write about. Oh yeah... college operates a "college parent" system, which is basically a buddy system, linking up two second years with two freshers. And for some biologically implausible reason, I have two mothers (not including my actual one). Still, I guess it's useful to have someone around with some idea of what the hell is going on. Equally odd is the fact that weeks at cam start, in defiance of conventional logic, on a Thursday. So instead of a freshers week we actually get a freshers four days (which is still called freshers week, to fool the unwary). And I'm still not sure what rustication is, though apparently it is a punishment that can be employed in serious cases. I will check it in a dictionary... apparently it means temporary suspension. WHY THE HELL COULDN'T THEY JST SAY SO? And repeatedly using the phrase "in statu pupillari" in the college rules is intensely irritating for some reason. Maybe I just have issues or something . That said, the whole air of ancient wierdness is one of the uni's attractive points, so I guess the use of obscure archaichisms is part and parcel of that.
Recently I've been spending more time than is strictly wise late at night (and early at morning) watching the machinima series Red vs Blue at Machinima.com dammit why is this thing underlining this? I can't turn this off. Oh well. Anyway, it's very funny, (particularly when sleep-deprived) and should be watched by many many people. This damn underlining is getting on my nerves, so that's it for now.
C.E.M.