Sunday, July 1, 2007

Let the bell toll for thee!
Hey all, sorry I haven't posted in a while again. Post my birthday everything became awfully insane with uni exams. Suffice it to say that the exams went well and I believe I'm vell and truly prepared for my last semester in 3 weeks.

It's kind of scary to discover that I'm graduating with a Bachelor of Biomedical Science at the end of this year. Insanity. I feel all responsible and stuff. [even more so considering a childhood friend is apparently getting married in two weeks, pressure much?]

So basically first semester was really good, exams went well and my results will [hopefully] confirm that.

I've had a week off from uni and work and loved it, I was able to catch up on 2 weeks of small sleep. While I am recovered and refreshed, afternoon nap times are still awesome.

Anyhow, 27-30hrs of work next week [which is excellent as you'll soon find out] means that I am able to make the money for uni, but also means that I'll be able to invest some time into my writing again. All writing halted about 2 months ago when I had exam/practical/tutorial prep. No idea what my writing is going to be like when I hit medicine. Suffice it to say, I have many, many ideas ^_~

Anyhow, driving home on friday [up to Toowoomba], I pretty much drove through massive headwinds that meant I had to constantly fight the wind to steer. One appreciates the subtle nuances of newer, larger cars, when driving an older vehicle. Nuances like power steering and low centres of gravity.

Anyhow, I noticed a little loss of power at certain stages and attributed it to the driving wind, which was quite powerful as mentioned before. Anyhow, I took the back way up the range and was cruising along quite happily at 100k's...then the accelerator didn't respond and I had a few seconds to pull off the road as it completely shut down. The second I pulled to a halt [no brakes used, weirdly enough], engine turned off and refused to restart.

4.5 hours later I managed to get home after RACQ roadside assistance determined that my vehicle needed to be towed to be repaired. Apparently something possibly to do with the mystical device to be known as the coil and the ominous solenoid. Turning the key in the ignition yielded something known as compression, which is good.

One hopes with baited breath that the issue is cheap and electrical and not expensive and mechanical.

[Which is why the impressive 27 hours of work is a good thing]

Anyhow: hooray for holidays, boo for my little car breaking down for the first time in the three years I've owned it.


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