Aye, that's me. I hunted down Ronja at school to get the key to the bike, went down town and paid bills, picked up a form to get some extra grants because I'm a poor student with a kid, I've bought some food, bought more water colour paper, a circles template and curved rulers, been on the phone with alli_akbar
for 45 minutes talking mainly about things non-related to the thesis, I have cleared things up which was lying around in unmotivated ways (papers, sketches, discarded sketches, pens, pencils, crayons, garden magazines, books, crochet stuff...) and before you know it suddenly it's afternoon and I haven't done anything productive at all.
At least I'm not worrying about the bills now. And I decided that if I don't have all that much to show on Friday on the supervision, Allan has to take that because I'm not stressing myself to a sudden but inevitable breakdown with a full blown gastric catarrh. I'm eating Novalucol as it is to soothe things. It doesn't need to get worse.
music: The Misfits - Die, Die My Darling