The weather is wonderful in Liverpool right now. Short sleeves, beach blankets on the lawn, and sunglasses. Hold on–I don’t have any shades! Luckily there’s a Sunglass Hut in the MetQuarter, so I stopped by there this afternoon after I spent a couple of hours in Special Collections and Archives at the Sydney Jones Library. I chose these bitchin’ sunglasses by Oakley.
I’ve been working on my thesis presentation, which is scheduled for next Tuesday at 2:00pm in the Taylor Room. I’m drawing a lot of pictures to try to figure out: 1) what exactly I want to talk about, and 2) what patterns are there in the multitudinous identities contained in Battlestar Galactica.
I finally found the Ultra Secret Workout Machine Room at the University of Liverpool’s Recreation and Sports Centre. I will be getting good use of spot training my muscles after my morning run everyday! Jean came along with me to check out the gym, but they wouldn’t let her pay for a day’s admittance. The website indicates that you can do that without a membership, but the attendant told us that wasn’t the case. Why can’t this place figure out a policy and stick to it? The same is true for the movie theaters. They seem to change their seating and pricing policies on a monthly basis. Continuity and following established practices (besides a practice of being totally random) is a good thing in a consumer-business relationship.
Unfortunately, I haven’t been on any grand adventures besides working out and going on nightly walks, because I’ve been swamped with assignments and money’s going to be tight this month. Though, I might go swimming tomorrow and teach Ardy how to tread water and float so that we can all go enjoy the beach soon.