Legal texts versus humour

Oh dear. I seem to have been very unfair to my boyfriend in my last post. In this one here too come to think of it. So I’d just like to state for the record that he’s not as selfish as I make him out to be. Really not. This the wonderful guy who came over to my place at stupid o’clock at night to look after me when I had sunstroke. (See this post). See. Not selfish or mean. It’s just that he’s really not the kind of person that thinks about the future very often. Coe to think of it, he doesn’t really think about the past either. I’ve never known anyone remember so little of their childhood. He’s very much a live in the moment type of guy. So when he started looking for a flat he was acting according to how he felt at that very moment. And he never thought about what he might want in the future. Which is why we’re now in a situation where he has a flat he wants to stay in for the next four years and I’m trying to figure out where I’m going to live for those four years since it can’t be with my boyfriend. I don’t resent him for it. Not at all. I have absolutely no doubt whatsoever that he loves me, and for now that’s all that matters. But it does get frustrating at times, and then I have to write about it otherewise I’ll scream, which probably won’t make me feel any better and will only result in a horrible sore throat.

Anyway…
Is it really Tuesday already? It feels like it should be at least Thursday the amount of work I’ve done already this week. I could do with a nice long lie in. A glass of wine would be nice too.

I have to fill in my university forms today. Jan should be bringing them with him when he comes round. I had to send them to him  to print because, while he was kind enough to leave me his computer, he took the printer away with him. I’m not sure what he thought he was going to do with a printer and no computer, but that’s men for you. They never did make any sense! Anyway, I sent him the forms for him to print and work and hopefully they will be arriving at my place sometime this evening. Then I’ll have to fill the bloody things in. I hate filling in forms! There’s about 3 pages or financial form to fill in, then a registration form and finally the module choice form. I wanted to do two modules this year. German translation in a social context, otherwise known as GETS, and Translation of humour. Turns out they’re not doing the humour one this year, so unless I want to wait a whole extra year to get my masters I have to do Text linguistics. According to the UWE website, the main topics that will be covered in the module are:  *Stylistic variation *Language in the media *Professional registers of the language (the linguistic characteristics of legal text will be examined in detail). *Textual cohesion. Linguistic features? Legal text? Examine? In detail? Oh my god, I’m officially doomed!

That Wednesday feeling…

Jan stayed over last night, which was nice. Since he moved into his own flat I miss him. (For the record I live in a student residence – he used to live here too. It’s not like he moved out of our shared place or anything). As usual I got up before him today. I went for my shower and he snuggled up under the quilt and went back to sleep for 15 minutes. Lucky! Once I came back from the shower he managed to drag himself into a sitting position then sat there and moaned, so I asked what was the matter. His response: Just tired. Me: “I’m tried too, but I’m not sitting on the edge of the bed moaning.” Jan: “Well maybe I’m more tired than you?” How does that work when he was the one that kept waking me up last night grinding his teeth? Hmph! Later, when we were having breakfast, he came up woth the theory that grinding his teeth must mean he had a bad night, and that’s why he’s more tired. Becasue I only got woken up by him occasionally, whereas he slept badly all night. I told him if that was the case he would be really tired all the time. I asked him if he is tired all the time and he had to admit that no, he’s not actually. So much for that theory.

Of course, the real reason that we’re both tired is becasue it’s Wednesday. We’ve worked hard for 2 whole days and now we need a break. I don’t know about you, but where I work everyone is knackered by Wednesday morning. So my friend and I came up with a theory. Instead of all this workin week followed by weekend off lark we should work Monday and Tuesday, have Wednesday off to recover, work Thursday, Friday than have the weekend off as usual. It would be great. Obviously people would be much more productive and make less mistakes on Thursday and Friday after having a nice lie in on Wednesday. That would make employers happy. And the employees would be happy because they’d have an extra day for getting things done at home. It’s brilliant! Unfortunately I can’t see the bosses going for it…