Cambridge Lockdown Update: Ugh. I haven't slept in 24 hours due to having to jostle for table space at my 24-hour-open library. (Even though we have a 5-week vacation, many students have elected not to go home in favour of staying at the library to revise, despite living 2 hours away in London. Only in Cambridge, folks, only in Cambridge. --Editor) My eyes feel like they're about to pop out of my head, and I am strangely gripped by the suspicion that this may be because my brain has melted and is about to start pouring out of my eye sockets.
But I finally crawl out of my prison cell at the library, come home, and am just about to read my favourite blogs with a nice steaming cup of hot chocolate when I stumble on this. And this. And then Dr Crippen 'BritMeds' me saying this:
The Angry Medic is not overworked, it seems.Oh hohohoho. Eet's a conspeeracee, I tell you! They're all trying to get me to go back to work. I know whose fault this is. My Director of Studies must have put them up to this. But no matter. I'm still going to get some sleep."Term ended at Cambridge last week and the holidays have already started..."It’s all right for some!
Then, as I lift the cup of hot chocolate to my lips, I glance at my watch, and the kicker hits.
Thanks to British Summer Time, I have just been robbed of an hour.
ONE HOUR! Do you know what an hour MEANS? I could have memorised FOUR different signalling mechanisms in that hour! HEARTLESS CHILD-MURDERING THIRD-WORLD-COUNTRY- ENSLAVING BASTARDS *shakes fist at whoever dreamt up British Summer Time*
So it is only natural, then, that I put down my cup of hot chocolate, clear everything from my hard, spartan wooden table, and begin rhythmically slamming my head against the tabletop, praying for unconsciousness before any more bad news hits me.
But just before unconsciousness swallows me, I check my mail, and hallelujah! My first piece of good news for the day. My favourite nurse Mother Jones has tagged me with the Thinking Blogger Award, an award which I've been following across the web but which I never thought I'd be worthy of, what with my inane ramblings here.
It's called the Thinking Blogger meme, and I'm honoured to pass it on to the 5 blogs that make me think (in no particular order):
1. If you get tagged, write a post with links to 5 blogs that make you think,
2. Link to this post so that people can easily find the exact origin of the meme,
3. Optional: Proudly display the 'Thinking Blogger Award' with a link to the post that you wrote (here is an alternative silver version if gold doesn't fit your blog).
1. Michelle vs The Med Student
2. Nurse William
3. The Rumours Were True
5. A Jolly Company
These are blogs whose subject matter, being far more substantial than mine, make me think. Tag, you're it! You can of course choose not to participate in the meme, but I give you the award nevertheless.
Now excuse me whilst I go get my regular