So, there was a major security alert in the University today, and the first I heard of it was opening my email this evening. Of course, I'd spent most of the (far too cold) day in my finest terrorist outfit (long black coat, black jeans, black hat, black scarf, black gloves, pair of suspicious eyes only just visible below the brim of said hat...), but I suppose there are enough suspicious people in black around Cambridge it's barely noticable. (The air is currently too cold for me to breathe directly without my nasal passages breaking down. Lovely.)
I should be doing some work, but currently my brain is packed full of cotton wool, which never helps. It's nice not to be in a horrible mood any more, but it'd help to enjoy it if I could actually think.
I should be doing some work, but currently my brain is packed full of cotton wool, which never helps. It's nice not to be in a horrible mood any more, but it'd help to enjoy it if I could actually think.