deborah_c | When worlds collide

My brain has been utterly broken since the middle of this afternoon, when a colleague inadvertently filled in some missing information connecting two circles of friends (well, one of mostly ex-friends by virtue of neglect) which I had previously thought to be independent of each other. I suppose I should have expected it, really; this is Cambridge after all. At least I've now stopped hiding in a corner wibbling gently and needing to be fed huge amounts of tea to recover; it's a good thing Rhodri has known me a long time...

Well, mostly. I still need tea, but I'm not wibbling.

Meanwhile, I'm feeling gently unwell after doing vaguely horrible medical things, so it's been a quiet evening in with more tea and comfort food (tinned ravioli and lots of grated cheese, to be precise), mostly spent scribbling more-than-usually incoherently in other people's journals. I think it will imminently be time to get an earlier (by some hours compared with the rest of the week) night; Rome will have to Burn without me, sadly.

Edit (10pm): wibbling now reinstated after clicking on the link in