The lovely Being Brazen gave me a lovely award, and I am supposed to list 10 random things about me but I do believe that that is impossible because I have listed so many random things about me that I am no longer random.
So in the time honoured tradition of her blog I am going to post
10 things I learned this week instead. Although it may turn out to be just 10 random things about things.
1) baking is for me, a very dangerous sport. And I am not referring to burning myself on the oven tray or flinging icing sugar all over myself (I flung icing sugar all over myself). You see, if other people do not finish your baked goods, then they are left there all alone, crying, begging to be eaten, to be warm and safe in your tummy... yeah. Burp.
2) I seem to be surprisingly good at baking, considering the sugar-flinging etc. Baking is remarkably similar to lab work, if you are precise in your amounts and follow the instructions, things should work. Aha <=== hollow laughter.
3) I have no self control if there are brownies in the house. Food is my nemesis, and I can eat until I am sick.
4) I am as confused and as lost at what to do in terms of my future as ever. Maybe this will never change.
5) my back is far from healed, in fact it has had a painful regression. Patience is something I must attain in this regard.
6) 10 things in one week? That is way too many things to have learned. Hey, I saw an article about Winston the speedy pigeon in the UK metro newspaper. Go Winston!
7) attacking someone's stupidity or weakness with hollow sarcasm does not impress me. Sarcasm, while amusing, is cowardly if used as the only means of attack or defence.
8) English people over the age of 26 use up all of their paid holiday to work on their houses, it seems. They really like to keep their houses nice here.
9) I have no idea how to get into my lab tomorrow. Every entrance has been blocked off by builders except for an underground mole-like tunneling system that confuses me so that I wander around in it for 10 minutes only to come out in Perth. I would take a compass but there's no point seeing as North is meaningless to me. Do you think I know where North is in relation to my lab? Ha.
10) come to mention it, I actually have never used a compass to find North before. Are the sharp pointed ends you stick into the paper when you make the circles used to fend off underground mole giants?
On the list of 10 things to learn next week: compass 101.
I award the sword-wielding lizard lady, I think she knows who I mean,
and the mohawked creative lady who is not so fond of capitals.