Monday, Monday, Monday.

I always think of the Tegan & Sara song. I don't largely remember all of the actual wonderful stuff I wanted to write other than I'm glad the snow has cleared, I did some IPA and it's harder than I initally thought so I may have to revert to DA for the coursework. I ended up getting some Jammie Dodgers! Childhood loves and then Graham went through a two hour lecture in just over an hour so we got to leave early. Everything seems to be half-hearted, half done and not even attempted. I want days to be lighter and longer and with more structure. I bear my heart when I'm tired, and I've become attached to two. Most of this won't make sense. PMSing. I don't know.