Two essays, three hours, go. That's 10% of the year. (If I remember correctly.)
Here are the prompts we got this year:
Here are the prompts we got this year:
1. Impacts.
2. Water and Mars.
3. Molecules and morphology.
4. Forensic geology.
5. Antarctic climate history.
6. Mantle plumes and tectonics.
7. Gold.
8. Sinks and sources.
9. Layered intrusions.
10. The Himalaya Mountains.
11. Isotope fractionation.
12. Siderophile elements in the silicate Earth.
13. The Earth's magnetic field: past, present and future.
14. To frack, or not to frack, that is the question.
15. Seismology and the law.
16. Gutenberg-Richter and the art of noise.
17. Life on exoplanets.
18. Pores, cracks and fluids.
19. Early mollusc evolution.
20. The early Solar System.
21. Climate change is inevitable.
22. Megafloods.
23. G = H - TS.
24. Asteroids.
25. Core-mantle interactions.
26. Mantle rheology and flow.
27. When will the next mass extinction occur?
28. Life and rivers.
access lulz
May. 29th, 2013 01:27 pm(1) "Hi! If I'm remembering correctly, [rooms you've scheduled me in for exams in college] don't have level access, so I won't be able to get my wheelchair into them. Is this correct?" (The person in charge changed my room assignments within ten minutes of me sending that e-mail, to be fair.)
(2) 8.15a.m. paper. Last time they tried that I slept through it. (They are now working on doing something more sensible.)
(3) First paper yesterday. 1.30p.m. We got to 1.25p.m. and there was no sign of any invigilators. "Hmm," says the other person, "I'm going to go and see if they're by the rooms up the stairs." YEP. THAT IS WHERE THEY WERE.
(4) Exam coordinator walks into my exam room, twenty minutes in, and engages me in conversation. About how I've got food out on the table. And they'll get in trouble if the proctor sees it. "Um," I said. "Food is in my exam arrangements. Because I need to take painkillers regularly." "Erm," she said, "I'll go and double-check." And left. And didn't come back. Did I get back that time? NO I DID NOT. Did I get back the time from seething over it? NO I DID NOT. I ended up using some of my rest break time to seethe about it.
(Actually things are going pretty well at the moment, by and large! But. I am still kind of impressed by the number of things that have gone wrong, given that I have been in active communication with everyone in college I could think of about my access needs and special arrangements since November.)
(2) 8.15a.m. paper. Last time they tried that I slept through it. (They are now working on doing something more sensible.)
(3) First paper yesterday. 1.30p.m. We got to 1.25p.m. and there was no sign of any invigilators. "Hmm," says the other person, "I'm going to go and see if they're by the rooms up the stairs." YEP. THAT IS WHERE THEY WERE.
(4) Exam coordinator walks into my exam room, twenty minutes in, and engages me in conversation. About how I've got food out on the table. And they'll get in trouble if the proctor sees it. "Um," I said. "Food is in my exam arrangements. Because I need to take painkillers regularly." "Erm," she said, "I'll go and double-check." And left. And didn't come back. Did I get back that time? NO I DID NOT. Did I get back the time from seething over it? NO I DID NOT. I ended up using some of my rest break time to seethe about it.
(Actually things are going pretty well at the moment, by and large! But. I am still kind of impressed by the number of things that have gone wrong, given that I have been in active communication with everyone in college I could think of about my access needs and special arrangements since November.)
Approx my current mental state.
Two important realisations:
1. I don't have the foggiest what an operating curve is supposed to be in this context. BETTER FIX THAT.
2. The reason I was wiped today is that I forgot my psych meds last night, so took them this morning rather than risking withdrawal, having, um, forgotten that there's a reason I take my citalopram and amitriptyline at night...
Good things:
1. Thank you all, so much, for helpful suggestions about various bits and bobs, especially the gifts for counsellors etc.
2. For the first time in my undergraduate career, I have come home for the weekend in order to be looked after and concentrate better. This... is something I'm going to want to unpack a LOT with my counsellor, but is fundamentally probably a Really Good Sign.
3. Wove in the ends of project #1, got properly going with project #2.
4. Fannish conversation with
randomling ♥
5. ALL the people are dating. :-)
6. Three lectures to go on this wretched course, and then I can call it good (enough).
7. My lovely mum, for just saying "yes sure when would you like to be picked up what would you like me to cook you for dinner" when I phoned her up at 10pm and pathetically asked if I could come home for the weekend.
8. And also for buying me an AMAZING COMFORTABLE MATTRESS last year, when I was really ill, on the grounds that if I was going to be spending a lot of time in bed I might as well be comfortable there. ♥ (And also my lovely goose-down quilt, which was a... Christmas present? When I was quite small.)
9. Ran lots of errands, including collecting nice post and paying in cheques and lunch with lovely director of studies and all the other geologists from my college.
10. Boything came to see me last night and we got to spend time together and I was reasonably sane and. Boything! Hurrah compatible neurodiversities. Hurrah people who recognise that curling up on each other and then Lying Very Still with occasional squeezes counts as snuggling. Hurrah all round, basically.
hurrah also being more-or-less in one piece. ♥
Two important realisations:
1. I don't have the foggiest what an operating curve is supposed to be in this context. BETTER FIX THAT.
2. The reason I was wiped today is that I forgot my psych meds last night, so took them this morning rather than risking withdrawal, having, um, forgotten that there's a reason I take my citalopram and amitriptyline at night...
Good things:
1. Thank you all, so much, for helpful suggestions about various bits and bobs, especially the gifts for counsellors etc.
2. For the first time in my undergraduate career, I have come home for the weekend in order to be looked after and concentrate better. This... is something I'm going to want to unpack a LOT with my counsellor, but is fundamentally probably a Really Good Sign.
3. Wove in the ends of project #1, got properly going with project #2.
4. Fannish conversation with
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5. ALL the people are dating. :-)
6. Three lectures to go on this wretched course, and then I can call it good (enough).
7. My lovely mum, for just saying "yes sure when would you like to be picked up what would you like me to cook you for dinner" when I phoned her up at 10pm and pathetically asked if I could come home for the weekend.
8. And also for buying me an AMAZING COMFORTABLE MATTRESS last year, when I was really ill, on the grounds that if I was going to be spending a lot of time in bed I might as well be comfortable there. ♥ (And also my lovely goose-down quilt, which was a... Christmas present? When I was quite small.)
9. Ran lots of errands, including collecting nice post and paying in cheques and lunch with lovely director of studies and all the other geologists from my college.
10. Boything came to see me last night and we got to spend time together and I was reasonably sane and. Boything! Hurrah compatible neurodiversities. Hurrah people who recognise that curling up on each other and then Lying Very Still with occasional squeezes counts as snuggling. Hurrah all round, basically.
hurrah also being more-or-less in one piece. ♥
BPAL does a single-note perfume oil named "Hungarian Caraway". That tries to, you know, smell like caraway seeds. (I assume. Having not tried it or even read descriptions. Which is perhaps erroneous, given that I recently came across a scent named "Mit Schlagobers" which claims to be kiwi-scented or some shit. Relevant information: "Schlagobers" is an Austrian term for whipped cream. I DON'T FUCKING KNOW.)
Every time across it, my reaction is approximately "... O_o no but that is FOOD why would I want to smell like FOOD what is WRONG with you people??"
This is funny only because, um, most of my other favourite scents?
... vanilla. Apricot. Blackberries.
BUT APPARENTLY IT IS ONLY FOOD IF IT IS FROM THE MOTHERLAND. IDEK. (And please, as I say this, bear in mind that I consider apricot FROM THE MOTHERLAND for the purposes of most of my interactions with it.)
Every time across it, my reaction is approximately "... O_o no but that is FOOD why would I want to smell like FOOD what is WRONG with you people??"
This is funny only because, um, most of my other favourite scents?
... vanilla. Apricot. Blackberries.
BUT APPARENTLY IT IS ONLY FOOD IF IT IS FROM THE MOTHERLAND. IDEK. (And please, as I say this, bear in mind that I consider apricot FROM THE MOTHERLAND for the purposes of most of my interactions with it.)