Following our fun in the sun Clonakilty(now home to my one and only copy of our timetable) its time to get down to the nitty gritty and the teeny tiny.
Late today, the irish bus service has held influence over my timekeeping once again, and dare i say it, not for the last time. It doesn't take 30 minutes to get from Patrick st. to dear Rossa Avenue, it takes one Irish Bus Time Unit or IBTU.Based loosely on the idea of a timetable, one IBTU in practice bears no resemblance to that of a system governed by minutes and hours. But i digress.
Our chemistry lecture has shot into action, essentially ripping asunder our views on space and physical structure. We are mostly space not substance. As a cannon ball through a wall can cause no damage, i become less angry at those busses.
especially when i saw this :-)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HPlEj2cBats
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