Tuesday, 27 April 2010
In a cold academic office on a Tuesday, lots to do to seem like I am worthwhile, fiddly annoying bits all day that seem inconsequential. In my lunch break editing an essay for my Masters. Go home and carry on editing. Possibly eat some mackrel. Read, read, read, make notes for a meeting tomorrow.
I don't have one bit of motivation and would much rather be in the above situation.