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Monday mornings are for History lectures. I just indulged in a bit of casual racial profiling, too, by asking the (Scottish) lecturer the difference between a burn and a firth.
His accent makes me miss my grandmother more.
But then, today I know I'm prone to melancholy, because I'm seriously sleep-deprived. Last night I went to bed before ten, got to sleep around midnight, and woke up around 4; I gave up on trying to sleep more (partly under the influence of extreme hunger) around 6 and got up.
Ah well.
Also my bus driver was terrible. Jerky, jumpy, and then he took several wrong turns and missed my stop entirely. His bad driving was, apart from anything else, irksomely distracting from the book I'm trying to read. It's called Scottish Harbours. It's about Scottish harbours. (ARE YOU ASTONISHED I KNOW YOU ARE ASTONISHED)
It's actually about as interesting as a brief summary of the locations and histories of all Scotland's mainland harbours and ports can be. Which... you know, it's not exciting or anything, but it's got points of interest if you're interested in the development of Scottish trade and industry in the 18th and 19th centuries.
*cough*
( Lecture: The British Political System and the Radical Challenge, 1790-1832 )
Ended up not really taking notes on the second lecture.
And forgetting to post this all day. It gives me a chance to add a PSA:
Making loud phone calls in the Library is NOT OKAY. EVER. Thank you.
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