Monday 30 July 2012
£120! I mean really ... £120 for one tidgy little paperback! I could write a thesis on the price of textbooks. This isn't even a particularly high-falutin' one either. It's for a first-year undergrad Media Communications class that lasts 8 weeks. I could - and have already been known to - write reams and reams on the price of textbooks. But, for now, I'm just blowing off steam. Do I really, really need another MA? Seriously, what am I thinking? I thought it was such a good idea when it was first broached - yes, yes, I exclaimed, I'll be your poster child for international relations and human rights in media communications. I'll write articles and give presentations at conferences and try and look like I know a little on the subject - but now I'm thinking a nice relaxing couple of years and lots and lots of sleep to make up for the last two years of academic hysteria might have been a better option.
And then I'd have £120 to spend on wine!
And then I'd have £120 to spend on wine!
Sunday 29 July 2012
Only 3 years until voting! Be very, very scared!
It seems my maternal skills have not been as successful as I thought. As a reasonably politically savvy person, I assumed that my young teenager would, at least, have acquired some basic understanding of various nations' political lives. Perhaps not!
Her (on watching the British news): What does MP stand for?
Me: Member of Parliament.
Her: Oh? Really? Are you sure?
Me: Yes. Very.
Her: I thought it meant Maple Person!
Me: What? Huh?
Her: You know? A Canadian!
*hit head against wall*
Her (on watching the British news): What does MP stand for?
Me: Member of Parliament.
Her: Oh? Really? Are you sure?
Me: Yes. Very.
Her: I thought it meant Maple Person!
Me: What? Huh?
Her: You know? A Canadian!
*hit head against wall*
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