Need a little time to wake up
May. 19th, 2004 09:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ravenI have now been trying to update for several days, and have deleted all my entries because I descend into griping and bitching and being generally snarky at the weather, the exams (which haven't even started yet!) and the proliferation of last times... last time I can go down to the library and annoy Nichola, last time I walk home with the usual gang, last time I can make a mess in the upper common room, last time I'm doing AS modules, last time, last time, last time, but not last time enough because there's still a long hot summer and a year more of last times to go.
Yes, writing like that was why I was deleting all my entries.
But last night, I came home, dumped my books all over the table, watched Stargate (Demons), tutored Tara for an hour (simultaenous equations again), helped Pedar make dinner (croissants were involved) with Seinfeld on in the background, then spent half an hour self-indulgently tweaking one paragraph of a fic, and then I went to bed.
It must have been about five past ten. It turns out my various grudges against the universe as a whole could be solved by actually sleeping straight through the night and not getting up with my alarm. Well, my alarm did go off, but I slept through it.
In conclusion, I feel about a hundred times better and actually feel up to replying to emails and writing a little about stuff that's happened since the last time I wrote anything in here.
Yesterday afternoon, one of Fidan's plans came to fruition. She has a habit of being very very persuasive, and back when oxygen dissociation curves were the order of the day, we happened to touch on the fact a llama's oxysen dissociation curve is shifted to the right, thus allowing it to get oxygen to respiring tissues even in low partial pressure of the gas. It's all very simple. Fidan said, "Like in the Emperor's New Groove."
"Huh?" was the general consensus at the time.
"We could watch it," she persisted, and Rice-Oxley eventually consented to letting us watch it once we'd finished with the module. Accordingly, Rola and I went out to the village in the afternoon. We came back with a few tubs of ice-cream, a lot of Haribo, some strawberry lances, that peach stuff I like so much, some toffee popcorn and twelve spoons (even Rice-Oxley donated). It's amazing how much food £11.74 will buy.
And we watched the film, of course, and it was cute and funny and quite possibly the perfect end to a year of school. We do have two weeks of school post-exams, but that's different - it won't be focused on anything in particular the way my lessons are and have been this week and previous.
Another last time - I interviewed Mrs Mills yesterday for the magazine. It was surprisingly fun, and when I can, I will post the transcript.
And now I ought to get dressed and do some work (practical is tomorrow). It's amazing how much better I feel.
Yes, writing like that was why I was deleting all my entries.
But last night, I came home, dumped my books all over the table, watched Stargate (Demons), tutored Tara for an hour (simultaenous equations again), helped Pedar make dinner (croissants were involved) with Seinfeld on in the background, then spent half an hour self-indulgently tweaking one paragraph of a fic, and then I went to bed.
It must have been about five past ten. It turns out my various grudges against the universe as a whole could be solved by actually sleeping straight through the night and not getting up with my alarm. Well, my alarm did go off, but I slept through it.
In conclusion, I feel about a hundred times better and actually feel up to replying to emails and writing a little about stuff that's happened since the last time I wrote anything in here.
Yesterday afternoon, one of Fidan's plans came to fruition. She has a habit of being very very persuasive, and back when oxygen dissociation curves were the order of the day, we happened to touch on the fact a llama's oxysen dissociation curve is shifted to the right, thus allowing it to get oxygen to respiring tissues even in low partial pressure of the gas. It's all very simple. Fidan said, "Like in the Emperor's New Groove."
"Huh?" was the general consensus at the time.
"We could watch it," she persisted, and Rice-Oxley eventually consented to letting us watch it once we'd finished with the module. Accordingly, Rola and I went out to the village in the afternoon. We came back with a few tubs of ice-cream, a lot of Haribo, some strawberry lances, that peach stuff I like so much, some toffee popcorn and twelve spoons (even Rice-Oxley donated). It's amazing how much food £11.74 will buy.
And we watched the film, of course, and it was cute and funny and quite possibly the perfect end to a year of school. We do have two weeks of school post-exams, but that's different - it won't be focused on anything in particular the way my lessons are and have been this week and previous.
Another last time - I interviewed Mrs Mills yesterday for the magazine. It was surprisingly fun, and when I can, I will post the transcript.
And now I ought to get dressed and do some work (practical is tomorrow). It's amazing how much better I feel.
