Then he's straight out on his ass, onto the cold hard digital streets of the internet.
Where could I go from here? I've already whored my way through two hosts. I think yahoo is my next port of call. I'm really avoiding hotmail, mainly from my memory of my first email account, and the hours that too to load. Although this was before broadband and patience were installed into my household, so maybe it will get a look in.
Anyway yes. More physics from the unbelievably stupid text book for my exam tomorrow. It wouldn't be quite so grating if it wasn't so damn nice outside. Anyway, to flesh out today's poorly premised email, here's another gem courtesy of Advancing Physics A2.
"Fates, spirits, gods lost their powers, and science acquired its reputation for reducing everything to basic mechanical principles. Hated by some, gloried in by other, this shift in the imagination still drives thought today. All down to clocks? Maybe."
Really. Unless the question in the exam is:
"Name three mythical entities which lost their powers due to the rise of the Clockwork Universe.
1.
2.
3.
[3 marks]"
Other than that, I feel like I've wasted a day reading the entire textbook cover to cover. Although it's more fun than actual work. Luckily I'm a fast reader.
My bet is alcohol/drugs/sex/music or a combination of all three: A load of naked hotties* playing guitars in a paddling pool of beer whilst a light snow of cocaine is dusted down upon them from the ceilings. + Leprechauns. And fire. And oh so many other requests in my head right now. If someone handed me a blank cheque right now, I would most definitely organize the best leavers' party in the oft-overlooked history of leavers' parties. Wanna come?
*Fondle*
xx
Dusk
*Amazingly, hotties was the best gender-non-specific noun I could come up with
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