Friday, May 21, 2004
Grey, murmurs
Who went and took away my summer dammit??!
The air is cold again.
In other news, I've just acquired a brand-new half-price £60 littman cardioscope.
The two trial-runs of it so far in A&E have been rather unsettling. Suddenly, everybody has a soft systolic murmur. Frown.
Do you know what the worst thing about falling through a seemingly endless void is? (Think Alice, down the rabbit hole)
Pratchett puts it this way : It's not the falling that we're afraid of, but the landing that's the problem.
I dunno. Or perhaps it's that without landmarks, we can't tell how far we've fallen.
The air is cold again.
In other news, I've just acquired a brand-new half-price £60 littman cardioscope.
The two trial-runs of it so far in A&E have been rather unsettling. Suddenly, everybody has a soft systolic murmur. Frown.
Do you know what the worst thing about falling through a seemingly endless void is? (Think Alice, down the rabbit hole)
Pratchett puts it this way : It's not the falling that we're afraid of, but the landing that's the problem.
I dunno. Or perhaps it's that without landmarks, we can't tell how far we've fallen.
