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Possibly being hungover before going for my first ever smear test (too much information? Why yes!) was a bad idea, but it really wasn't as bad as I'd thought. It probably helped that I was blatantly almost in tears about it all. Now I feel distinctly smug and proud of myself. It did hurt a little bit though.
I realised today (actually right now) that it is three weeks until term starts, and I still have to sort out my dissertation. I know what I'm going to do, but I need to find a supervisor and come up with a title. And do some work. And do some non-dissertation work that's for the Week 1 Greek class. An entire chapter of Chronicles. 34 verses. And it's dull. How cruel is that?!
Today was a "dry retching hangover", as opposed to the standard "someone is sitting on my forehead hangover". To be fair I was brushing my tongue at the time of the retching, so that's maybe not surprising.
And in other news, I might fancy a friend. But I might not. I haven't actually fancied someone in rather a long time!
I realised today (actually right now) that it is three weeks until term starts, and I still have to sort out my dissertation. I know what I'm going to do, but I need to find a supervisor and come up with a title. And do some work. And do some non-dissertation work that's for the Week 1 Greek class. An entire chapter of Chronicles. 34 verses. And it's dull. How cruel is that?!
Today was a "dry retching hangover", as opposed to the standard "someone is sitting on my forehead hangover". To be fair I was brushing my tongue at the time of the retching, so that's maybe not surprising.
And in other news, I might fancy a friend. But I might not. I haven't actually fancied someone in rather a long time!