Saturday, September the 20th, 2003

I just realized I’ve been spending waay to much time at the uni. I mean, I’m awake, and I’m here. I go home at 12-1, I sleep. That’s been life for the past few weeks. At least if I was insanely productive and getting stuff done at a pace I’d like, it would be fine, I think. But it’s not. I feel like I’m always here, (not always doing anything, but) doing enough within given limitations, and yet very little is actually being done.

And in the middle of all of this, I haven’t been feeling so good over the past couple of days. It’s a sickish feeling caused by a sore throat and mild fever (though I really can’t tell how mild, or whether it’s a fever even, because I just realized I don’t own a thermometer) that’s not doing too much damage. But it is irritating, and dulling.

I don’t think it has anything to do with the kind of (not) work I’m putting in, but I’m beginning to have a sneaky feeling it might.

Slept in today, and it hasn’t really helped.

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