Isn't autumn nice. My brain's working overtime, it's very much into sponge-mode ("Knowledge! Now! More! More!"), and I've been reading all day, sadly only related to my PhD as much as the whole world is related to my PhD, tangentially.
On the other hand, my body says, "It's autumn! Let's get a cold!" So I will drink a cup of hot grog (toddy?), go to bed early and get really toasty, while reading a book that won't fall on my face when I fall asleep.
On the other hand, my body says, "It's autumn! Let's get a cold!" So I will drink a cup of hot grog (toddy?), go to bed early and get really toasty, while reading a book that won't fall on my face when I fall asleep.