losing my mobile ...

... is a kinda random experience. I suppose it is a bit liked being at the middle-of-nowhere (ie. with no reception). It is harder to organise my life, but it does free out a lot of free times! For example, instead of sending meaningless texts to my mates, I read the paper (which must be more productive for both myself and the receivers!)

... it does make my on-call quite lonely today, as there was no text to greet me after running around the ward. But then, to be honest, I haven't done anything medical during my on-call tonight, except for taking some blood and talking to some relatives. But fear not, I am not wasting the good old NHS money, as I have just finished a Mortality & Morbidity presentation for tomorrow ... the surgeons rang me at 3pm and said "by the way, I would like a presentation tomorrow ...(which is kinda typical). But I did receive some really nice emails (as I have lost everyone's number).

As for now, all the jobs are done and it is time for home :) But, my phone shall be delivered tomorrow, so back to random texts days!

How slow are you?

... is an article in "The Times" today ... it is a pretty interesting quiz for you to see "how slow are you?"

http://www.slowlondon.com/quiz.php

Do check it out if you have time. I have an amazingly slow Saturday ... woke up at 12, took 1.5 hours to get out of the flat (we surfed the net, answered some emails, actually brushed my hair ...), had a long long lunch, leisurely stroll around Battersea Park and finished off the day with plum tarts and teas ... can life be more perfect?

But my slow approach to life caught up with me in the evening - when I was late for my friend's dinner party; involved a substantial amount of running to catch the buses, buying some random drinks in a supermarket, and organising a lesson for tomorrow in the middle of the night ... but hey, I still prefer to trade a few hours of slowness with a few hours of rush and manic ...

avenue q ...

... from Kate Monster ...

There is a fine, fine line
between a lover, and a friend.
There is a fine, fine line
between reality and pretend;
And you never know 'til you reach the top
if it was worth the uphill climb.

There's a fine, fine line
between love,
and a waste of time.

There's a fine, fine line
between a fairy tale, and a lie.
And there's a fine, fine line
between "you're wonderful" and "goodbye".
I guess if someone doesn't love you back
it isn't such a crime.

But there's a fine, fine line
between love,
and a waste of your time.

And I don't have the time to waste on you anymore.
I don't think that you even know what you're looking for.
For my own sanity I've got to close the door
And walk away...
Oh ...

There's a fine, fine line
between together,
and not.
And there's a fine, fine line
between what you wanted,
and what you got.
You gotta go after the things you want
while you're still in your prime.

There's a fine, fine line
between love,
and a waste of time.