Songs I will sing of runes and rings.

Sometimes when essay writing only Blind Guardian will do.

My mundane task is worthy of warriors and kings.  Bards are composing epics of my feats. Maidens are swooning at my prowess. Grizzled veterans buy me flagons of ale. Young men ask to squire for me. Barbarian hordes gnash their teeth at the sound of my name.

No roleplay this week so I've got to get the nerd fix where I can....

Jolly Hockey Sticks!

Tomorrow is day one of my second PGCE placement school & for some reason I'm not excited. If anything I am nervous.  Obviously starting somewhere new makes you nervous but the thought of it is making me sick.

It is by all accounts a lovely place to work with lovely students and staff.  However, perhaps I cannot get over my working class roots as it's a private girls' school.  Now I have no real moral or philosophical objection to private schools - I am fairly indifferent truth be told.  As a parent & you have the money you might as well spend it on their kids.

Obviouly I've made glib comments about double barrelled surnames & poines but I imagine it's to do with my own feeling of inadequacy.  I feel like I am being ripped away from my comfort zone & that I'm going to fall flat on my face. 


Wish me luck gallant readers & watch this space...


Today...
I am currently being fuelled by the tuneful sounds of AFI.

Holy Smoke Batman

It is quite sad how excited I am about the cardinals going into conclave.  Not because I secretly harbour great love for Holy Mother Church but I want to see what a new Pope can bring.

Hopefully more bigotry concerning same-sex marriage/adoption, arhcaic beliefs about contraception and the inequality of women... To be fair it is very easy to Catholic bash these days given the past decade.  I acknowledge the preceding comments as crass and unimaginative. Apologies.

Seriously though, a less conservative Pope would be a gift.  He would be able to get back to what I believe the true message of Christianity to be; love.  There are many things that would genuinely be too radical to change over night but in time one can hope things will improve.  If the hoi polloi can read the Bible in English and be allowed some moral autonomy then the sky is the limit.

Otherwise I fear Catholics becoming an endangered species.


Inside my head:
I wish I was playing Skyrim right now...

Post no. 3 of today.

After that angry aside I have somthing nice to post now - another song from my yoof.

"Poprocks & Coke"

Wherever you go
You know I’ll be there
If you go far,
You know I’ll be there
I’ll go anywhere,
So I’ll see you there
You place the name
You know I’ll be there
You name the time
You know I’ll be there
I’ll go anywhere
So I’ll see you there

I don’t care if you don’t mind
I’ll be there not far behind
I will dare
Keep in mind
I’ll be there for you

Where there’s truth
You know I’ll be there
Amongst the lies
You know I’ll be there
I’ll go anywhere
So I’ll see you there

I don’t care if you don’t mind
I’ll be there not far behind
I will dare
Keep in mind
I’ll be there for you

If you should fall
You know I’ll be there
To catch the call
You know I’ll be there
I’ll go anywhere
So I’ll see you there

I don’t care if you don’t mind
I’ll be there not far behind
I will dare
Keep in mind
I don’t care
I’ll be there for you
I’ll be there for you

Again, its not mine. More Green Day.

Rage.

Cardinal Keith O'Brien's apology has made me irrationally angry. For someone with a vehement and narrow minded view of same-sex marriage ("madness... a grotesque subversion) he is far from an exemplar of sexual piety.  His 'apology' is equally as nauseating and insipid:

"However, I wish to take this opportunity to admit that there have been times that my sexual conduct has fallen below the standards expected of me as a priest, archbishop and cardinal."  - Or perhaps just as a fucking human being? You hypocrite.

My rage is not allowing me to write as eloquently as I had hoped.  Although I am experiencing a perverse pleasure in watching this man fall from grace so publically.  His shame is delicious.

All this bile aside I hope those he harmed have found some peace at last.

Bored now.

Spent the last few hours marking & doing lessons for this coming week  - I am bored now!

This is proving to be my new favourite form of procrastination. I do love inflicting my inane thoughts & opinions to the nameless people of the world wide web.  Well, not that anyone actually reads this.

Friday night & I'm all alone...

... Well kinda, just sitting in my living room listening to music I LOVED about 10 years ago. I feel very old today - perhaps its this teaching palaver?

Anyway, some song lyrics for someone you love when you know they're feeling crappy. Enjoy.

"One For The Razorbacks"

Juliet's trying to find out what she wants, but she don't know
Experience has got her down
Look this direction, I know it's not perfection, it's just me...
I want to bring you up again now

Cause' I'm losing what's left of my dignity
A small price to pay to see that you're happy
Forget all the disappointments you have faced
Open up your worried world and let me in

Juliet's crying cause now she's realizing love can be
Filled with pain and distrust
I know I am crazy, and a bit lazy
But I will try to bring you up again now

Cause' I'm losing what's left of my dignity
A small price to pay to see that you're happy
Forget all the disappointments you have faced
Open up your worried world and let me in

Juliet's crying cause now she's realizing love can be
Filled with pain and distrust
I know I am crazy, and a bit lazy
But I will try to bring you up again some how

Cause' I'm losing what's left of my dignity
A small price to pay to see that you're happy
Forget all the disappointments you have faced
Open up your worried world and let me in

This song is obviously not mine, tis Green Day's.