i regret to inform everybody that in my quest to write sickfic i have caught a cold. what kind of fresh hell is this.
i regret to inform everybody that in my quest to write sickfic i have caught a cold. what kind of fresh hell is this.
supervision this morning with my secondary thesis supervisor who hates my useless ass with a passion. if anyone sees this please keep me in your thoughts. i have at least been too burnt out in the last few days to get anxious about it but that means it’s surfacing now instead. blergh.
survived the 1hr 45mins meeting… has my anxiety gone? nope. can i work with it like this? nope. gonna do some stuff around the house and then treat myself to some jonelias bullshittery later.
shoutout to the visually impaired people who put their lives in their own hands every single time they cook. (nicked my pinky finger on my veggie peeler and i’m just so frustrated at myself. took me an hour and a half to finish my lunch/dinner prep, think it might be time to bite the bullet and look into getting something safer. and to top it off the veggie peeler isn’t even that sharp).
but in better news my jmart sickfic is coming along very nicely. don’t want to say when it will be up because inevitably something will change that plan, but it’s getting there. (minus the fact that typing with a plaster on your pinky is so annoying oh my god).