Apologies, but I can't really write anything of substance today (if you'd even call my regular entries substantive) as I have a shitload of work at work (the GALL of these people, giving me stuff to edit!!!) and a shitload of studying to do if I am going to pass my writing test on Friday morning. Am feeling EXTRA crankified today and do NOT want to be here correcting boring-as-bricks letters.

Fearless T says that in her experience, time expands to fit the quantity of activities. "Very Einsteinian," she writes. God, I hope so.

Looking forward to March 21, which is when my freelance job will be over and thus when I can go out and pour a bucket o' beer down the hatch.