My candle burns at both ends
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends -
It gives a lovely light.

Edna St. Vincent Millay, "A Few Figs from Thistles", US poet (1892 - 1950)

Tuesday, 5 June 2007

And you know it's bad...

...when you start spotting your fellow students in the doctor's waiting room. Particularly when you had no idea previously that either of you lived in the same location. And that you're both carrying statute books.
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2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Spooky. This happened to me a few weeks ago.

Hope it was nothing serious.

6/20/2007 9:44 pm
Josephine Bloggs said...

Oh no. Only Death by Land Law ;)

6/23/2007 2:42 am

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