So then I dropped a screwdriver on my laptop from approximately 1m. Because I routinely keep screwdrivers on bookshelves where they might fall on me, fuck you, that's why.
I was putting away my set of books by
copperbadge at the time. He knows already. I told him it was his fault.
I got a lot of reading done in those few weeks.
Hrm.
Well, I've had my desk moved at work. Which wasn't fun. I have no drawers now, which means everything goes right on top of the desk, and oh yeah, it's on a different floor from the people I actually work directly for. I am now the world's most awkwardly positioned PA.
The other day, I went to a book fair, and bought a lot of DVDs and books in Latin (only the books are in Latin; getting DVDs in Latin is exceedingly difficult).
I am currently down to my last piece of chocolate, and regret not buying more last night.
Life continues. I'm still a loser, so that, at least, hasn't changed.