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Wednesday, 13 May 2020

Withdrawing or failing

The essay did not happen.

Then sleep last night didn't go so well.  Fever dreams, significantly featuring a misshaped and massively tall version of Shitlord (I assume as a result of his boss bringing him up to me yesterday evening).  So I woke a lot.  I am guessing every REM cycle.
Then some gastro unpleasantness at 5am.

So I also didn't do my tutorial today.

I have emailed about "withdrawal under extraordinary circumstances", as my conditional enrolment is currently blocking me from applying directly.  If it doesn't work, I guess I will just fail.

Otherwise all I have done all day in doze under some blankets and watch a bit of TV.  Mostly not even enough brain to watch TV.

And my ears are so unpleasantly warm tonight.  Stupid fever.  The hot neck and damp hair are one thing, but the super hot ears are really frustrating.

 Hopefully this is in English, brain is too shattered to tell.  But am relying very heavily on the spell check.  Everything starts up underlined in red.
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