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Currently I am ill, tired, under-fed, probably dehydrated, and unutterably miserable. Not only are all of these probably interrelated, I feel that explaining the other possible causes of the last is tremendously counter-productive at this time, because of its likely actual dependance on the others, and because I can't think well enough to work them out in a manner that isn't prone to rapid change.

This is just to serve as a warning that I'm rather unstable, prone to bursting into tears (you see, the only reason I'm not currently crying is that it's not something that is worthwhile to carry on indefinitely, and as I don't appear to have any other options, I need to just continue existing and hope things get better) and generally not fit for human company, especially the kind of human company that will be miserable in sympathy, or frustrated that I won't explain myself to them.

(Having remembered that there are vending machines somewhere in college, I can deal with the under-fed part, so people do not need to rescue me (and hence have to put up with me) for the purposes of feeding, either.)

I apologise to anyone who is distressed merely because of this post, but I felt it was easier to warn people in nice, impersonal text than have to deal with them in person.

(no subject)

Okay. I'm feeling somewhat less unfit for human company. Now I just need to get prodigious amounts of sleep, do some of the work I did over the holidays by writing a bunch of sarcastic comments about the sheer improbability of me ever putting in the time and effort to understand the concepts presented, do some of the other work I did over the holidays by answering the wrong question, and convince my discrete maths supervisor that I really have no slots left in common with both her and my assigned supervision partner. Oh, and try and navigate the administrative nightmare I appear to have brought upon myself by suggesting that people might not want to try and read my illegible scrawl (and then being too honest to actually take advantage of the fact I have a DSA report and just make them give me extra time everywhere and anywhere)...

So, buisiness as usual, really. (Although I still have a cold doing a fairly good flu impression, and I am going to sleep now.)