Disclaimer: I am quite knackered as I write this entry. So don't expect coherence. You have been warned.
Eighteen months ago today, I arrived in England to begin life as an expatriate. Although there were definitely some difficult times last September and October, it has overall been a pretty spiffy ride so far. I agree with my assessment of six months ago, that moving here was definitely the right choice.
Yesterday, I gave away half a liter of my blood. Not like I was doing much with it, anyway. No bite marks on my hand this time, either. This makes the fifth time that I have donated blood in the UK -- they will only take it every sixteen weeks, so the count advances more slowly -- which means that I have earned my way to blue donor card. To celebrate, I think I shall throw a party in a couple of weeks, when I get back to the States. How does October 13th at the Event Horizon sound? See you there? Embarrassing though it is to admit, I lost track of how many gallons I donated in the States. Maybe I should call the New York and Heartland Blood Centers to see if they know. Of course, if I ever move back to the States, they will never take my blood again... now that I have lived in the UK.
Tomorrow I leave for Italy. My graduate student, JI, is coming along for his first trip to Gran Sasso. I will be showing him the ropes and training him on how to keep the experiment running.
I have not even begun to pack yet, but I think that can wait until tomorrow. Right now, I think sleep is a really spectacular idea...
Eighteen months ago today, I arrived in England to begin life as an expatriate. Although there were definitely some difficult times last September and October, it has overall been a pretty spiffy ride so far. I agree with my assessment of six months ago, that moving here was definitely the right choice.
Yesterday, I gave away half a liter of my blood. Not like I was doing much with it, anyway. No bite marks on my hand this time, either. This makes the fifth time that I have donated blood in the UK -- they will only take it every sixteen weeks, so the count advances more slowly -- which means that I have earned my way to blue donor card. To celebrate, I think I shall throw a party in a couple of weeks, when I get back to the States. How does October 13th at the Event Horizon sound? See you there? Embarrassing though it is to admit, I lost track of how many gallons I donated in the States. Maybe I should call the New York and Heartland Blood Centers to see if they know. Of course, if I ever move back to the States, they will never take my blood again... now that I have lived in the UK.
Tomorrow I leave for Italy. My graduate student, JI, is coming along for his first trip to Gran Sasso. I will be showing him the ropes and training him on how to keep the experiment running.
I have not even begun to pack yet, but I think that can wait until tomorrow. Right now, I think sleep is a really spectacular idea...
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What is 'knackered'? From the context i gather it is to be 'fagged'.
*So averse am i to the latest trend of pronouncing neether as nyther that i resort to phonetics.
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*splutters indignantly*
Bah! Don't they know that your blood will be enriched with History and Culture? And about the purifying effects of leaf tea and warm beer?
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I know this was the case for me *before* because I lived in the UK for more than 6 months between the years of I think 1995 and 1997. I didn't know that had now become a permanent thing? That sucks.
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