I got my OU results back last night. I passed MT262: Putting computer systems to work with a reasonable grade. Of course I’m so clever that the result was hardly in doubt. *Ahem* What to do next though? Urgh, too many courses to choose from and a mistake at this stage could be disastrous. Disastrous, I tell you!
I’m thinking of doing Ebusiness technologies: foundations and practice which starts in May and will give me time to rest my weary brain. Alternatively I could do The information and communication technologies project but I’d better hurry up and register.
Can someone please choose for me.
In related news The Hildy passed her course and now has enough points for a degree in Social Policy Something or Other. She’s very clever and gets to put BA (Hons) (Open) after her name…once she gets the official letter anyway.
Yay The Hildy. Yay!
Yesterday I had an eggsam for my OU course. I must say that I felt scrambled by the time it was over. I was even tempted to poach some answers from the guy in front. I worked eggtra hard to get my answers down in the three hours and I even took regular breaks to ensure that I didn’t crack. I was eggstatic when the invigilator said we should put down out pens. My poor finger had a blister from all my writing. It was eggstruciating.
No, seriously I had the exam for my MT262: Putting computer systems to work course yesterday. It went reasonably well I think. I’m sure that I’ve got enough to pass but I ran out of time so I didn’t do my usual self check to estimate my score.
After the exam I wandered round Pompey for a few hours waiting for The Hildy to finish work and meet me for a very late lunch. Sadly I gave up and purchased some food from Spud Lady in Commercial Road. This was a good plan except that it made me sleepy and I then had to look at DVDs to keep myself awake. Hence the six new DVDs that I brought home.
Speaking of which, don’t bother watching Ghost Rider. Nicolas Cage used up all his acting skill in Leaving Los Vegas but persists on working. The story is full of holes, the comic book nature of which is taken just that step too far to be entertaining. Sadly the special effects don’t make up for a bad film. It should either have been darker and had a decent moral message to it to it or lighter and played for laughs. Of course the former would require an actor with talent and that man isn’t Nicolas Cage.
I also picked up a copy of Hairspray, not the new version but the 1988 version with Ricki Lake in the lead role. As with most things that John Waters writes this film is a bit off the wall but there is a deeper message behind all the silliness.
Anyway, it’s half term next week and I’m on holiday. Have fun and try not to miss me too much.
Every day at 12 o’clock Mrs Stressed in Finance reads the horoscopes out.
Not only do I find this interruption to my work irritating in the extreme but pandering to such superstitious nonsense really bugs me. It really isn’t the case that Uranus is controlling me, no matter what you read on the walls of public toilets.
Anyway, I’m irritable today because I had to finish my TMA last night by 11 but didn’t have enough time to get those last 3 or 4 marks on the final question. This has put me out of sorts as I have had plenty of time.
Anyway, I hope that everyone has a lovely, calming day with plenty of good luck. If the moon is shining on Uranus that may well be the case.
Do not work on your TMA (Tutor Marked Assignment) until late at night. It leaves you tired but unable to sleep.
Today’s message was brought to you by the letters H and F and the number 3.
I’m going to try sleeping again. Good night all.
Here’s the thing about my continuous study with the Open University:
I cannot do any work on a unit, other than the first one, until I have received the grade for the last TMA.
For a complete explanation of the high jinks involved with working on and submitting a TMA (Tutor Marked Assignment) read AnotherBlogger.
I submitted TMA02 on the 24th May. Clearly there is no reason in the world for my tutor not to download it, mark it, make comments on it and submit it back to me by now. Just because I’m one of twenty students he has on this course, just because he may be running other courses, just because it’s the weekend.
I’m being unfair, I know, but I am totally unable to open the next unit and start my reading until I’ve got the mark back.
Or is it just an excuse to spend a few days sitting round doing nothing?
Gah! I’m so lazy. At this rate I’ll never finish.
I’m at the new office today. The director of the new firm is panicking like a crazy panicker at a seminar for the easily panicked when a fire breaks out. Basically I’ve had a week to set up the entire office’s IT systems and email is naturally reliant on a number of preceding factors. Consequently it’s one of the last things to get sorted out.
The very last thing I need is ten phone calls an hour asking me how it’s going. I may have to go all Berserker on him. I mean I’ve updated the MX records, I’ve configured the router to do it’s job and route outgoing mail to the ADSL’s IP address so the ISP can pick it up. Routing of mail in the office is working fine. Just getting it from t’Internet to the office and back again doesn’t seem to be working. I’m sure it’ll be fine soon. I’m just waiting for a support call when my chap gets back from lunch.
Hang on! Phones ringing!
One more call and he can kiss my axe.
Hopefully I can finish by 4 so I can see the squeaky clean and wonderfully fragranced Slytherin Head Girl who will undoubtedly show me many of the delights that The Bright Town has to offer.
In other, less stressful news, I got my TMA back from my tutor. I was a bit disappointed at the low mark. I only got 96%. I must be getting stupid in my old age.
Also The Hildy is cross with me. It’s half term and she is eager to complete the many DIY jobs that are required to get our house ready to sell. Rather than do this I have invited my little brother and his family to stay. This may not have been the most diplomatic thing to do but I haven’t seen them in over a year and I really hate DIY.
However I get to make up. Which is always good.
Finally, the girl opposite me keeps adjusting her boobs. I don’t mind but it is very distracting.
4 hours later. Now waiting on a different phone call. Things are not going well. Apparently it’s a NAT entry that is causing the problem. All they need to do is open port 25 for incoming and outgoing traffic. Tsk!
Nearly 6 hours later. I’m not having fun anymore. I may start swearing soon. Grr!
The Hildy suggested treating our adorable children to an hour or so of physical exercise at the Horizone playcentre. This was not entirely without a certain degree of selfish motivation. I’m reliably informed that the ambient noise level of the Horizone is sufficiently high to prevent conversation and the lack of adult entertainment (or rather entertainment for aduts) acts as a focus for the mind. This certainly seems to be the case because I shot through the last of my TMA in under an hour.
After getting home and proofreading it I’ve submitted it on the eTMA system. It’s not due until the 29th. I suppose I’ll have to get on with some work now.
In other news: I bought new shoes today. They’re green. The fact that I’m secretly pleased about this says something about me as a person. I’m just not sure what.