Nerdgasm

Sticky notes. Did you know they existed? I most certainly did not! But my office mate kindly alerted me to their presence yesterday. In case you're wondering, sticky notes are just like virtual post-it notes, they look like them and everything, but you can write as much as you like on one and it stretches to the necessary size rather than having to write on several post-its and then trying to keep them together without covering any of the valuable information on any of them. There's a chance I’m the only one who does this... Anyways, I found them by typing “sticky notes” into that search bar thing when you click on the windows/start button in the bottom left hand corner of the screen. It’s yet to be conclusively proven but I’m sure they’re tripling my productivity.

Speaking of productive, it’s exam time at the moment. This doesn’t affect me (thank goodness) but the library is packed to the rafters with noisy undergrads from 8am till 11pm every day. It’s impossible to get a seat unless you’re there at 8 for the rush. I used to get there at 7.55 and rush up the stairs to my favourite desk and then promptly have a nap because I’d had to get up so early to be there on time. The constant pressure of studying and exams, as well as having to secure a place to sit for 13 hours, definitely takes its toll and craziness ensues. One morning I got there at my usual time and there was a girl crowd surfing the assembled students and a couple of young men, wearing kilts and Scottish wigs (red hair with a golf cap thing), were inciting the crowd and getting up to general tom-foolery. The girl was even carried to the stairs before people remembered they were in a cut-throat race for seats and it was every man for himself. The rest of the day pranks continued with a gorilla-suited person running through, people being chased by zombies and I forget what else.

Another thing which happened that exam season, though possibly not a prank (?) was a man going up the stairs in our open plan library with a briefcase. With everyone watching he tripped and dropped the briefcase which burst open to reveal – spoons. Hundreds of spoons. They just kept falling out and down the stairs and the guy rushed off, possibly embarrassed. His spoon fetish had been found out! If it was a prank though, bravo.

A prank pulled on the poor librarians and students who actually want to study today was rather, I think, ingenious. Five chickens (who knows where they come from!) were released into the library, each with a label. They were labelled 1,2,3,4 and 6.This meant that the poor library staff were hunting around for number 5 for at least an hour before someone let them know there was no such chicken. I feel kind of sorry for the chickens, but hopefully they enjoyed the prank as well and can go to bed tonight knowing they’ve earned themselves a relaxing weekend.

Speaking of which, today is my last Friday for the next 4 months. Not meaning that I’ll be skipping Fridays from now on, but that they will no longer be the end of the week and weekends will cease to have meaning. Sigh. I have 15 weeks to finish my thesis and by gum I’m going to do it! Even if it means I’ll be antisocial (by my standards) and have to stop checking facebook every ten minutes!! To celebrate/make the most of my last Friday my wife on facebook (WOF) is coming over for some yummy dinner, some Doctor Who, and some cookies and cream ice cream. I can hardly wait! And so, I bid adieu to fun, telly, many of my friends and constant facebook (and stumbleupon. Damn you stumbleupon. I’ll miss you) until the 1^st of October! (Maybe)