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Grr. I got up at 8am today (because of the congestion and stuff) and meant to do things this morning.

Having spent two hours spodding, I now need to get ready to run off to lectures.

This is really quite annoying.

Also, my hormones appear to have decided that today is going to be one of those days when I hate myself and want to die, even though such an atittude is really quite stupid. This is also annoying.

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Thankfully my period got around to starting, so now I at least feel happy again, even if I do still need to do all of the mountains of stuff I've been ignoring and don't yet have two braincells to rub together (medication good, because it makes me not hurt; medication bad, because it makes my brain cease to function).

Gosh, no use for my rant icon until today and then twice in one day. Aren't we doing well.

Because I appear to be unable to extact myself from the computer, I will now rant a little.

I need to have a shower and to wash my clothes. But my laundry card hates me, and I didn't have long enough to sort it out this morning. And I have no motiviation for faff. So I will continue to stink tomorrow. My room is also a complete and utter refuse heap, although at least I got around to sticking the bin out so it no longer features rotting ham. This is a public service announcement on behalf of the Really Fed Up Chessypig party.

I'm mostly fed up wtih Not Being Able to Get On And Do Stuff. I spent from 1pm to 5pm today working on Java Tick 5, which left me thoroughly demotivated. I have mountains of stuff to do which is just piling up because spodding is so much easier. And I have no clean t-shirts and it's really beginning to get on my nerves, but I'm now far too tired to drag washing around, and I know I won't do anything useful in the morning even though I don't have anything to do until noon so you'd think I'd have the time to be marginally productive, although actually if I have any time tomorrow morning I need to a) go to the doctors and get my prescription, which I will undoubtedly forget to do, and it will be wrong because I coudln't remember all the details, and b) get into town and finish this horrible Java tick so I can hand it in and stand a fighting chance of keeping up with them.

Gah. I hate living like this, but I don't have the energy to do any better.