MaW’s Blog

That’s all I have to say.

I might have more to say on the matter at a later date, but not right now.

My dissertation deadline just kind of dawned on me fully…

Panicpanicpanicpanic

Actually I have plenty of time… IF I do lots of work.

Big IF, that.

This might only make sense or be amusing to someone who has some knowledge of Wiccan ritual structure… but I found it funny. Posted to wiccauk-chat by Ceri Turner today, reproduced with permission.
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Why, leave the planet of course!

Okay, so that’s bizarre, but we were discussing this on h2g2 this morning, and someone suggested something also very bizarre, but much more plausible: fill a bath with hot soapy water, put the washing up in it and throw in the neighbour’s cat or dog. In their thrashing efforts to escape, they’ll get most of the grime off the dishes.

Brilliant! Bit hard on the cat though. Leaving the planet’s probably a preferable option though, not only do you then not even have to touch the dishes, you also get to avoid having hear anything more about a war where there are more casualties caused by accidents and friendly fire than by enemy activity. It might be funny if it wasn’t real.

My nose has turned into a dripping tap, and I keep having short sneezing fits. My head feels like it’s stuffed with cotton wool, and my throat like it’s been scraped raw with a sharp object.

I hate colds. A lot.