Well done for actually managing to get the leaflets into the letterbox.
a really really horrible part of growing up is realising that when you’re ill there’s no one there to look after you and that you don’t have anybody to drag you to the doctors and that if you don’t make a fuss yourself about there being something wrong no one will make a fuss for you and that’s something that makes me feel really alone
the other day we were doing a lecture about brain activity during movement and how some neurones are more excited by movement in a particular direction.
if you get a monkey to use a joystick to move a cursor to dots on a screen for treats or whatever you can predict, based on the activity of particular neurones what way the monkey’s going to move just before he actually makes the physical movement
so after a while, once you’ve worked out which direction certain neurones are excited by most you can turn off the joystick and just use the brain activity to move the cursor directly
but what’s really spooky is that after a while the monkey stops moving his hand and just sits there still using his brain
this has so many amazing applications if you think about prosthetic limbs and people with paralysis and i just thought it was really cool.
do you know what’s nice about springtime and blossom?
that the plastic bags that have been stuck in the trees outside your window for the whole of winter are now camouflaged
the beauty of mother nature
chip on the
stairs my shoulder
there has been a chip on our staircase now since I came back to Manchester last Sunday (so at least 8 days!) from where one of my flatmates has made the nutritious meal of oven chips and in their hurried scuttle up to their room to scoff it have dropped one along the way
I absolutely refuse to clean this up as they know it’s their chip and should just do it themselves
it’s been named Ethan after my flatmate from last years boyfriend who uninvitedly move in for about 6 months even though nobody really liked either of them.
one thing that’s really nice about where I live is that there’s so many violent assaults in the park I cycle through on my way home they don’t take down the boards appealing for witnesses they just change the times and dates of the incidents, like some type of mancunian specials board
can midlake please stop being shit and play some actual gigs instead of just festivals I cant go to :(
this afternoon i had a meeting about going to Germany and they were like “don’t do anything that could be even vaguely illegal because they will catch you and you will get in trouble” that’s really not the kind of thing someone like me should hear im like the most cautious person ever and im terrified of prison already :(
i made some millionaires shortbread the other day and it got referred to as a “bun” in no way whatsoever was it a bun what is wrong with people from the north
I have one piece of work to do for tomorrow but i can’t bring any part of my body to do it.
yesterday i made myself a to do list and put on it the kind of things you do when you’re meant to be doing something more important and i when i looked at it today i realised i had gotten everything done and i felt really productive so i might start doing that more often
i just made the best dinner ever. Beef stroganoff and then apple crumble with chai spice in the apples and cinnamon flapjack top there is no reason to go on my life is complete there is nothing upwards from here
cycling to uni and i dropped my phone in the road for it to get run over and i hate all of technology ever why am i so shit