The week starts in approximately half an hour; and I feel tired already.

Back to 25 hour weeks
thursday being the killer, 9am-6pm lectures.
a graded presentation on my 6000 word essay that i have not started a word on, on friday, to be sent by thursday.
at least i don't have bsc applications... but still!
I can only foresee squeezing in one spinning class this week.

I'm putting myself at risk of getting carpel tunnel if this washing machine problem doesn't get sorted soon. Washing and wringing dry bath towels are really not fun. I should call our useless landlord soon.



Sometimes the wicked witch in me is unearthed, and I really do feel sorry for her.