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Monday, 5 August 2019

Life

It was a snow day and I walked to uni for class in the cold.   There was no snow down near sea level, but it was not a warm walk in.  I got to class and the lecture didn't even get through the housekeeping and introduction before the building lost power and the lecture was cancelled, we were sent instructions to watch the recording of last years version.

Why did I get out of bed?  And wash?  And leave the house?

I am not doing great and wasted effort doesn't help.

Though Dad got me some groceries on the way home so I sulked my way through too much sugary goodness once I got home.
Only after I made surprisingly delicious beef satay for dinner did I finally get around to half-arsing my way through the assignment I had been putting off all weekend.  It is terrible, but I don't care.
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