I wonder how many people are pressing the “Check for Updates” button in iTunes only to be presented with this notice today. Engadget is reporting that the 3.0 software might be scheduled for release at 18h UK time. I can’t wait! Oh, and I’ll get my exam results later. But naturally my priority is copy-and-paste on my phone.

“Ouch!” was the first thing I thought as I attempted to liberate my new Brooks B17 saddle from its packaging, and once I had sorted out the bleeding from the small slice into my thumb (last time I try to use my Swiss army knife for that), and the solid leather saddle was attached to the bike, “ouch” came to mind again. For a while I think it’s going to be like when I first started riding a bike, getting used to sitting on a saddle: it should break in eventually, and I’m assured that it will be supremely comfortable when it does.

The new saddle finishes off a general overhaul of La Poderosa (named for the motorcycle in Che Guevara’s Motorcycle Diaries, with which it shares a similar rustic quality and ability to sort of do long journeys), meaning that I now have proper transport around Edinburgh once again. Apart from getting bicycle issues sorted, I’ve been recovering from the several month long marathon that has been essays, dissertation, exams, and election campaign. Finally it is all over and I can get on with pottering about, relaxing, and volunteering in Parliament. I am of course still on edge about the election as the results aren’t announced until tomorrow night. The polls looked reasonably good for us, with suggestions that we could get as many as eight MEPs. I can’t remember which poll said that, or how much it can be trusted though, so I don’t want to get too hopeful before it is announced.

On the 17th of September 2006, I wrote a post on the first edition of this blog titled “I Live In Manchester!“. For the past three years that has remained true, but as of Sunday it will no longer be so. I finished my last exam on Wednesday morning, so while I’m still a student, I’m liberated of any studious endeavours. It is quite an odd feeling to have no revision, dissertation work, or essays looming over me; of course I would never normally have revision or essays to bother with during summer holidays, but what makes this especially weird is that I won’t be coming back to lectures and seminars at MMU in September. If all goes to plan, it will be in exotic Leiden that I next have a stab at being academic.

I’ve said it before, but it still rings true to me: I won’t miss much about Manchester; my department at MMU, the many charms of Didsbury—especially The Art of Tea and Silver Apples—and the Cornerhouse cinema are probably the things that will be most disappointing to leave behind.

So, time to start packing those books up, giving notice on services, and figuring out how to squeeze the contents of a reasonably spacious flat into my comparatively small bedroom in Edinburgh.

The last fortnight has been just a little bit crazy. I’m now into the exam period, and the last leg of my undergraduate degree, so in just over 25 days I should be free from academia until at least September (when, all things going to plan, I should be starting a masters at Universiteit Leiden). Technically this continuation of studies makes me no more liberated from scholarly endeavours than any other summer holiday for the past three years has done, but the feeling of getting away from all the problems of MMU and letdowns of Manchester (don’t get me wrong, the place has its good points, they just seem outnumbered sometimes) is one I look forward to very much.

Last week I had a very poorly timed trip to Maastricht for the FYEG General Assembly. It was much fun, but I couldn’t get the guilt of not being at home revising for my human rights exam out of my head. As usual, the Netherlands proved itself to be beautiful and almost perfect in every way. I say almost perfect, because the darker side of one of the city parks was revealed on Saturday night, when two FYEGers were subject to a homophobic attack on their walk back to the hostel. The injuries weren’t too severe, though they looked painful. Of all the places for such an attack to happen, I wouldn’t have thought of Maastricht. I guess it shows how much work greens and other tolerant people have left to do.

Just now though, I’m trying to avoid too much politics until I get finals out of the way. It’s a task easier said than done when revising for a green politics exam.

I only have to finish the proofreading and last little bits and pieces, then I will no longer have to worry about the huge beast that has been lurking in the background of my life since September. I’m really looking forward to this being out of the way so I can focus on revising for my finals before throwing myself into the last weeks of the election campaign.

Before I realized just how busy i’d be at this time, I decided to attend the FYEG General Assembly in Maastricht, so I’ll be getting back on the train to Brussel on Wednesday morning for a few days of young green stuff. I’m looking forward to when I’m no longer based in Manchester, as I’ll be able to use the nicer and more convenient Flying Scotsman into Kings Cross, instead of the rubbish Virgin service into the horrible Euston. Anyway, I mainly wrote this to play with Wordpress for iPhone, which I finally got working with a little patching of the functions.php file.

Seven thousand words in eight days is my current target. I’m referring to my dissertation, which if all goes well will be complete by Wednesday, ready for proof-reading on Thursday, binding on Friday and handing in on the following Monday. I’m not sure what it is in my mind which makes me work in a last minute way, but it seems to run in the family, like the love of trains which has entrapped all male Redfords. It usually seems to work out well. I’ve already managed to achieve quite good marks on several essays which were each written and submitted within the same twenty-four hour period. I just have to hope that I can pull off a dissertation in a month. It isn’t quite as bad as it sounds though. I have spent the past two terms researching the thing, so now is mainly just a process of writing up notes and plans in a form which has some semblance of a dissertation.

My decision to participate in the Münster University International Model United Nations (MUIMUN) last week was probably not the wisest one as far as time-management goes, but I’m certainly very glad I did it. I was representing the Russian Federation on the UNDP, so I decided to engage in a little characteristic ego-power building (Russia’s ego, not mine of course) by trying to create a developing world bloc under the wing of Moscow. Surprisingly it worked, and all our demands were included in the resolution we produced, with not one policy compromise from Russia. I’m not entirely sure how realistic the warm relationship between Russia and Venezuela was, but it certainly worked to the advantage of both of us.

Anyway, I now have to focus on getting the dissertation completed before the twentieth, so that I can go off to Maastricht for a young green conference with significantly less stress.

After all, I’ll only have finals to deal with then..