I got the results of the Intermediate exam...

[chrishansenhome]

...which I talked about in this previous post, and, luckily, I passed. You can tell as it comes in a cardboard-stiffened envelope, whereas a fail comes in a regular envelope. I got 19 out of 25, which is not shabby but just short of a distinction. Oh, well, I'll take what I can get, because before I thought I might be likely to flunk.

I have put it on my CV, and we'll now see whether it helps any.

Comments

[trawnapanda.livejournal.com]

Congratulations!!

"he got all excited by a cardboard stiffie" ... I'm sure there's a rude joke to be made there, but lets just glide past that and concentrate on the happy-happy-joy-joy. Go have a drink!

(see you two weeks tomorrow!)

[chrishansenhome.livejournal.com]

Thanks for the congratulations, but I shall have to put off the drink until after I get to Marblehead. I took the last dose of metronidazole (I think that's the spelling) at noon, and I have to wait about a day and a half to two days before I can have any alcohol.

[trawnapanda.livejournal.com]

Metronidazole? (aka Flagil/Flagyl) You're on THAT? you poor lamb.

My sympathies redouble. I've had a couple of -er- encounters with giardia and the like, and while I'm glad that Flagil did its therapeutic thing, I felt like death on a cracker (with a mouthful of copper coins) for the period I was on it.

hope you have a smooth journey across the atlantic & back

[speaking of journies - I arrive at Euston 14:40 on Friday 18 -- hope to see you not all that long after]

[chrishansenhome.livejournal.com]

There were some very interesting effects on my, um, stools, and every single probiotic bacillus that I drank in the morning was dead by noon, I think. However, I am slowly recovering (I took the last dose at noon today) and by Saturday I'll be able to drink with abandon. I felt a little logy, but not too much more than I do normally while taking my morning beta-blocker. It did do things to my mouth, I think, but taking so many antibiotics I actually didn't know which one of them was doing it and my mouth seems to have recovered earlier, so perhaps it was the flucoxicillin or the injectable antibiotic (whose name I forget but it starts with a "C" and I can't be arsed to go into the living room and look at the remaining boxes) that did that.