Radiators and marathon runners

So... yeah. I am a complete and utter moron.
I've been trying to revise Physics. Because I revise stuff backwards, I've only today got up to my first book. The notes were written in September 2001, and my brain seems to have been on holiday for that entire year. For example, I have written "Silver surfaces are good reflectors of heat." So far, so hoopy. I then go on to say: "For example, radiators and marathon runners."
Gah.
A few pages later, I've written "Voltage = volts." Understandably, this is followed by "Current = amps."
And then by "Ohms = ohms."
It's true, but I don't think that's what I meant.

About the only thing I can remember from L5 physics is the fact a ray of light passing from a more dense to a less dense medium will refract towards the normal. The only reason I know this is because Becca had a song. She used to sing it to help herself remember it during tests. Profoundly distracting, but that was all part of the fun. The next verse proclaimed that "The incident ray, the refracted ray and the normal all lie in the same PLANE!"

I never liked that one. It always seemed somewhat self-evident. Besides, it reminded me of an embarrassing incident when I was in the first year. I was asked what happens to a light ray as it passes from air to water, and as I didn't know the answer and was also still in my don't-touch-me-don't-hurt-me-don't-look-at-me phase, I said the first thing that came into my head and told her the light ray slows down.
Pedar later said I was absolutely right and that you can travel faster than light in water, and in vain did I try to tell him that within three weeks at a new school, I'd already established a reputation as being (just plain) weird.

And Physics is supposed to be the subject I'm best at. Oy vey. Although, I recently discovered that according to the National Curriculum, most people do Dual Award science. By doing separate, I'm the freak and not the other way round. I've no way of confirming this, but it seemed odd to me.

That's all the revision I'm doing for now. Paramount are showing season 5 M*A*S*H episodes again today, and I plan to take advantage of that fact.

"Dry your eyes..."

It's raining again.
Not the way it was the other day, with mini-rivers and mini-flash-floods all the way down to the beach, but one of those steady downpours that you just know will go on forever.
It's quite nice to listen to, as the windows are open, but I can't help but think the real month of April's back after being absent for the last week and a half.

You know, I have a strong suspicion I'm bored. I'm updating my journal about precipitation. And the last update was about physics. Not only am I bored, I'm boring, too. Je m'ennuie, mais c'est la vie. Ooh. That rhymed.

Another thing I suspect at present is utterly unrelated but vaguely worrying. I'm no neat freak - pause for shouts of "Ya think?!" to fade away - but I have a disturbing feeling I go beyond general messiness. snowdrop24 and Becca never tire of telling me what a slob I am, but when I start noticing it myself, time for a little self-evaluation. I mean, it's three thirty in the afternoon. I haven't brushed my hair yet today. My room is its usual self, ie, there are books and bits of paper all over the computer table, the phone's on the floor along with another load of books, my bed is unmade and full of sand, and I've left a plate with a sandwich sitting on top of Dog. One of Mukora's relations has set up home in the window, which is odd because that's the window I leave open, and besides there's yet another half-drunk cup of coffee on the windowsill. Other than that, the room's no more messy than usual.
Note I haven't decided to tidy up. These are merely observations.

On another note entirely, I love this song. Is it "salt" or "soap" or "soul" that "dries your eyes?"

The character of Aziraphale

Trying to write a whole new type of fanfic is always nice. And the whole Crowley/Aziraphale Good Omens thing is especially nice. But it's different to any other type of fic I've ever written, because it's a fandom associated with a book and nothing else. Unlike other fandoms, I have never seen the characters or heard their voices. Therefore, slight problem. Not that Crowley hasn't come to life inside my head. He has. It's Aziraphale who hasn't.
The problem boils down to the fact there's no canon physical description of him. All I know about him is the fact he gives the impression of being "intelligent, English, and gayer than a treeful of monkeys on nitrous oxide."
In addition to that, he has perfectly manicured hands. And he's an angel. And that's all I know.

What do you picture in your mind when faced with such a character? I ask everyone, not just the people who know what I'm talking about. How do you picture Aziraphale?

Thank you, that's all. I just got a coherent review and am therefore somewhat pleased with the world.