The Mid-term is coming! The Mid-term is coming!

As you can no doubt guess by the title, O Gentle Readers, it's fast approaching Mid-term exams here in the Medieval Icelandic Studies program. My fellow MISanthropes and I have an exam on Wednesday for Old Norse, my feelings upon which can be summed up quite succinctly: I'm doomed.* Well, not quite, but it's going to be a long shot for me to do well on it. Fortunately, in situations like this, I tend to do infuriatingly well, despite (or because of?) my utter lack of confidence, but we'll see what we can see.**

Tomorrow is Jimmas*** as well, but as the Mid-term is on Boxer Day****, the celebrations will be truncated slightly. By which I mean a couple of post-studying, morituri te salutant drinks before bed with whichever folk decide to come out for 'em.

Speaking of folk coming out for drinks, Paul, Bond, Ásdís, Barbara and I managed to finally drag Ryder out to a pub on Friday. Now, this may not seem like much of an achievement, but the boy ain't right in the head, strictly speaking. In that he's exceptionally studious and, as such, I have made it my personal mission to induct him into a lifestyle of hedonistic excess. Of course, the down side to that is the fact that people might start getting the impression that I actually like hanging out with him and his clearly inferior (albeit admittedly impressive) beard. That would not do.

Speaking of fun times, on the 15th there were two earthquakes, both 3.8. These were my second and third earthquakes, but the first I was actually awake for. I was excited. Also, Katla is due to blow soon, which is going to be awesome, assuming it pops either before I leave for Yulnukwanzandaanmas or after I return. I'd prefer it happened after I got back, personally, but you know how these things are.

I think that about wraps things up. So it's time to stop procrastinating and start a studying!

* You have no idea how long I spent looking for a video clip of C3PO saying "We're doomed!" Seriously, it's like a three second clip. No-one had it online, except for as a part of the whole 'Devastator disabling and boarding the Tantive IV' scene, and that would have been excessive.
** Ditto with the "Never tell me the odds!" scene from the Hoth asteroid field.
*** Jimmas, for the uninitiated, being the celebration of the birth of Jim. Which makes sense, when you think about it. Traditionally, it involves going to your favourite pub around 7pm and then drinking until you're cut off, kicked out, or out of cash.
**** Boxer Day - or All Pugilist's Day, depending on your preference - is the day after Jimmas. Kind of like Boxing Day, except it's traditionally reserved for sitting around the house in your boxer shorts, nursing the hangover incurred during your Jimmas celebrations.