Google’s got maps now, check it out here. So far only UK and US though, it seems that the rest of the world just isn’t important to google.
Also, from the funny pages, this

…a can of Morrison’s toilet cleaner tells us that it “cleans, freshens and kills germs”. Edward Williams, who noticed this, is reminded of the oyster in Lewis Carroll’s The Walrus and the Carpenter: “After such kindness, that would be / A dismal thing to do!”

I really like the Crop Circles theme by Marianne, unfortunately there’s a minor problem with the look of the site; with me having so many links, they run over the top of the contents. Plus, I think this default version has the edge over it in functionality. I’ll try to see if there’s a more appealing theme that’s practical. (I wouldn’t have this problem if my “I.T.Support dept.” had fixed it over the weekend like he promised )

(51 hours later) Problem solved, thanks to “I.T.Support dept.” and miklb. New look weblog is now yours to savour.

See, I’m growing up. This is my first trackback, with congrats to Ioannis on his weblog’s 1st birthday. I learnt about this from a link Ioannis sent me How trackback works. Although, after some more surfing it seems that trackbacks are not without their shortcomings.

If there’s anything we as post-grads should know, it’s that procrastination isn’t just a big word, it’s a way of life. But it’s suddenly coming home to me that I’ve NO TIME WHATSOEVER to conduct my interviews, then observe my rats at work, then send out questionnaires based on my observations. A little ambitious, you might say. The only way I can get it all done is if I write up my dissertation now, and then fabricate the results to fit in with my observations. But of course, that option is surely not available to me. Is it? No, I shouldn’t even be thinking about it. Well that’s the end of that then. No more thoughts along those lines. Absolutely no more.

This is the last stanza of the poem ‘Desert Places’ by Robert Frost-

“They cannot scare me with their empty spaces
Between stars – on stars where no human race is.
I have it in me so much nearer home
To scare myself with my own desert places.”

I find in it a sentiment much akin but antipodean to Edward Dyer’s

“My mind to me a kingdom is;
Such present joys therein I find,
That it excels all other bliss
That earth affords or grows by kind:
Though much I want that most would have,
Yet still my mind forbids to crave.”

But negative or positive, I think Led Zeppelin sum it up in ‘Misty Mountain Hop’ with

“I know that it’s all a state of mind” 🙂