Time

“Time you enjoy wasting, was not wasted.” - John Lennon.

This has recently become a favourite quote of mine, not the favourite, but a favourite. I completely agree with it. However, I today learned that time not enjoyed wasting is just boring as hell. Two hours, that is to say one hundred and twenty minutes, this, I believe, is the single most irritating amount of time you can have 'free'. Not long enough to warrant going home and putting your feet up. Yet too long to fill productively. Therefore in my final thirty minutes of this space of time, I write you this.

In my bored wanderings I happened across the Manchester Museum which is currently running a small, and disappointing, exhibition on treasures and artifacts from ancient China. Unfortunately for me in my rather vacant state, I walked in just behind a group of primary school children. After five minutes it dawned on me that I looked to be following them, and so, made a fairly awkward and swift exit. Thinking about it, that must have looked just as odd. Perhaps I should move from my seat in the courtyard in which I sit as it is only stones thrown from the museum? (Stones throw seems quite apt.)

My truly appalling skills with regards to I.T. or anything technology based have led to my making some brilliant cock-ups. The seminar I am about to attend did require some work and so I though I could complete it in this woeful two hour stretch? I thought wrong. I arrived at the computer terminal only to realise I didn't have the foggiest idea as to my log in details. To be fair, had I logged in, I would have spent my time fighting with BlackBoard before obliterating the computer for merely existing.

I could, instead, go to my other seminar which I was bright enough to schedule, not only on my busiest day, but at the same time as another. That said, I think I've work to complete for that also, so I shall choose the lesser of two evils.

Finally, and this is the redeeming point of today, I utilised that post office I found three posts back.

Not only now do I run out of paper, but I run out of time. So here I leave you. Judging by sod's law, I'll find the seminar started an hour ago...