Someone keeps taking erotic literature out of the "Erotic Literature" section in Borders, and putting it in the "Literary Criticism" section. I believe this is either a) an attempt to shock browsing English students or b) someone wanting to stand in the stacks reading erotic literature, yet appear as though they are reading Harold Bloom (which I'm convinced would be worse for you, anyway). Either way, it's kind of sweet.

Bought a book-length study on the uncanny for fifteen quid, partly because it looks awesome and will probably be useful, partly because I still haven't spent enough on books this year to get the full book grant. Am now going to burrow and read. It's cold outside, there's no kind of atmosphere, etc.

I've now got my Victorian supervisions arranged for Friday mornings, which means my weekend will coincide with the actual weekend for possibly the first time ever. And the Vanity Fair seminar was great, everyone contributing interesting things and a nice, non-show-offy feel to it, which usually takes much longer to develop. It may well be a good term after all.