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That's how much is left until my thesis is due, with another two days until my Econometrics final after that. Yesterday, I handed in my last Econometrics assignment and the day before that my data-set (should be) finally requiring no more editing (I am so very thankful that there aren't more post-colonial countries than there are, reordering alot of those tables took long enough thankyouverymuch). I meant to work on my thesis yesterday after hanging out with Y^2, but my nap became a 12 hour sleep so that didn't happen.

I haven't slept well in a while, and if I have in the recent past it was certainly the exception not the rule. I sleep fitfully, badly, plagued by dreams that seem symptomatic of the stress I'm under. I dream that I'm arguing with people important to me, often in positions of uncertainty (like travelling). It's not the dream I had, but one that fits the feeling is this one dream where I had somehow lost my bag and was trying to carry all my laundry across Roma and ran into an ex of mine along the way and we started to argue, bagless laundry and all. Strangely realistic at the time, I wake every few hours and look blearily around the room until the realisation of oh, this is reality kicks in and I fall back asleep.

There have been more restful periods in my life.

I also meant to work on the thesis this morning, but the ant situation was bugging me too much so I decided to do something about it. I managed to plug all the mouse holes and get cats, so that problem is very much a thing of the past, but now the disarray in my kitchen seems to have gathered a new problem. The amount of reorganising and cleaning and ant-killing and sealing I did was a little ridiculous, but I refuse to live with pests. Hopefully, this will solve the problem, but it might not...

I'm now heading to Deirdre's Balinese Gamelan performance, something I wasn't sure I'd have time for. However, I have been waiting all year for both this and the Korean Drumming performance she's going to do tomorrow, so I figure this and that being the only real outings in the next few weeks might be ok. I was originally planning to go straight home, but I think I'll see if Beth wants to do food afterwards. I've been eating really badly and the state of my kitchen now is hardly conducive to making food at home. Should be better by tomorrow, but I need food sooner than that.

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