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

[chess]

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.

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[severance.livejournal.com]

Bah. One's body really ought to stay out of such matters. Mine has likewise decided that since I just started the pill it's going to throw hormones at me without warning. No clues, helpful or otherwise, on how to deal with that, sadly.

Well, I hope things even out and get better. Take care of yourself in the meantime. ::makes you some tea::