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The clumsy girl and the day

So, it’s morning. I’ve had breakfast, watched Azumanga Daioh, had a shower and managed to check my bike’s brakes (spongy, but better. Added more fluid.…
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Cherry LIVES! (Nearly)

Well, to be accurate, Cherry is fine; she’s minutes from MOTable. It’s taken about 5 and a half hours of work (including the 30 minutes…
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Woooooot.

The world is peachy keen and super cool today. Why you ask… WHY? Well, because: I have the bits to fix my motorcycle in a…
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Fashion Statements

Tonight I’ve chosen to make a fashion statement. Specifically, tonight’s statement is: “I’m a clumsy pig who’s managed to poor coffee all down herself”. In…
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Ah, working, yes, hrm.

I spent half an hour this morning trying to convince myself to get up, the thought of yet more nursing work just made me want…

Return to planet Earth

Okay, I’ve ceased ranting. Mostly because I realised that the learning outcomes tied into the questions way better than the ones in the pack, which…
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Paranoia

I’m beginning to think that the entire purpose of the Midwifery pack is to wind me up, and to cause me as much stress as…
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Got you you bastards…

Due to the hilariously witty nature of the Midwives at my uni, the EU pack stated as it’s final question: Read Smith, 1995. Compare to…
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Damn their eyes…

Or at least their abuse of the letter z. And damn them for winning. It’s not stigmatized, it’s stigmatised… Aaaaugh.
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EuroPride

Help?! We’ve got a float (well; a Morris Minor dressed as a police car) in EuroPride and two of our friends have generously agreed to…