MKH, the modern Jabberwocky

And, as in uffish thought he stood,

The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,

Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,

And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through

The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!

He left it dead, and with its head

He went galumphing back.

That was for you, MKH, that's the general idea of what I wanted to do to you when I got a verbal beating about my lack of posts! I'll have you know that Scotland is not as technolgically advanced as America. Ok, that's a lie, have you seen our cell phones? Light-years ahead of you guys and EVERYONE knows how to send and receive text messages, in fact we are well on our way to ceasing oral coversation altogether, who needs it when you have a whole 160 characters to say exactly what you mean without risking interuption - it's brilliant, especially for my friends who would find it difficult to get a word in edge-wise if it weren't for this modern miracle. Heck, we text each other when we're sitting on opposite sides of the room so we don't have to raise our voices (yeah right, when have I ever not raised my voice?)! No, but seriously, the nearest internet connection is 2 miles from my Granny's house and I don't drive (hello, roundabouts are scary shit folks), and it is always raining here, and when I'm in the hospital I'm glad to report that I am usually learning something moderately useful and not spending too much time on e-mails (my Radiology teaching was postponed till Friday before you ask). And I don't have enough money to buy a computer and get broadband, so you'll all just have to be bloody content with what you bloody well get! But I thought, 'well, I really must appease her,' so here it is. You'd better say thanks!