Bored in the Lab

Disclaimer: Among all my entries, this one is unique because it doesn't actually have any content.

Driving my way in to University this morning, I had the unique experience of being stuck behind a bungalow. I had reached the end of my street and was about to turn when the house loomed in to view and sailed past, blocking the already frustratingly slow road out of Cupar. It was actually a lorry with a large prefabricated building on the back, but it still took ages to manoeuvre around it. Manoeuvre's such a stupid word, it has too many vowels for its own good.

And we spent about half an hour of the lecture this morning discussing how to do subtraction (with the lecturer being very enthusiastic about binary operations). Now all that's left to survive today is a two-hour special on Reports and Presentation Skills, and other things that we all already know - happily, cakes are provided in the middle. Senior Honours is a great life.

My youngest brother and his amazingly long hair have a girlfriend now. It was a bit of a shock, that.