Sleep (or rather the lack of it)

I went to bed at one, but couldn't sleep so got up again and decided to reboot my blog. I wonder if I'll keep it up this time? Anyway, the point I'm trying to make is that I always end up ruining my sleep pattern at Cambridge - I've only been back five days.

I have a deadline in under eleven hours, so I'm going to follow the practice of S and A (who are often worse than me at sleeping) and go back to bed. The Physics and Hijak Oscar induced high is wearing off...

My dreams of utopia have been crushed

Many Cambridge UGs rely on Wikipedia for research, and assume it is True. I am one such student. However, its entry on non-blocking/asynchronous I/O is wrong, and thus I did my work wrong.

Oh Wikipedia, why hast thou foresaken me?

Political philosophy, physics, champagne, and actors

Yesterday I ate a quick lunch (between doing physics problems and going to a physics practical) whilst listening to a theology student discussing political philosophy (or possibly the history of said topic). It reminded me of the sort of discussion I had with a couple of friends from home (who are both doing PPE despite having an aptitude for physics), although having not read any political philosophy books, or even had a decent discussion about it in a while, I felt a bit out of my depth. Studying science at Cambridge is making me loose touch with my interest in the arts subjects (and similarly I doubt my PPE friends could still have long physics discussions with me). Although, as I said, neither of the discussors studied politics, philosophy or history. Well, that's Cambridge for you. I was missing a CompSci lecture at the time.

My physics practical today was meant to be a short easy one. No one finished early. Never believe anything you read at Cambridge.

The Pembroke May Ball had its Launch last night. They were giving away free alcohol. Coincidentally, a lot of people attended. I think I got drunk. Again. I went to bed vaguely early. Still felt tired this morning and fell asleep in my 9am Maths. Again. The theme for the May Ball is champagne. A bit boring, I feel, but who cares? Champagne! If there isn't a champagne fountain I will demand a refund. £95 is a lot of money.

I missed my chocolate fix this morning - I forgot that it was Saturday, and the Chemistry Sandwhich Man wasn't in.

I ate lunch in the ADC clubroom today. It was the first time I had sat in there for any significant period and not been complete confused by bizarre conversations. I attribute this to the presence of actors rather than techies. They spoke about the perfect actor height (which in my opinion is 5'8") and the importance of breakfast. I never get up in time for breakfast, but brunch is good. There was one lampie around, trying to bodge a model aircraft remote control to turn lamps on. Incidentally, model aircraft controllers operate at the same frequency as taxi radios.