mushaboom.

i am experiencing a man-drought,

well you could call it a self-imposed man diet of sorts,

i figure: time to take up knitting!

so says meredith grey.

hail the bible that is
grey's anatomy.



note: i'm so full of rubbish today.

must be the fact that i haven't taken a bath

because the darn water heater hasn't been working for the past week.

NO HOT WATER (in the morning).

it's an unthinkable dilemma to be faced with at 9 in the morning; go to class with unwashed bedhead from the night before or submit self to shivering/shaking, teeth chattering and all,

in the freezing shower - for a tad more cleanliness and peace of mind?

weighing the odds, i chose the former.

if peace of mind and slightly cleaner hair came in any other form at any other price, i'd take it. but the thought of having a cold shower - AGAIN - did not appeal one bit.

so here i am, sitting and waiting.

for my body to churn up enough energy to climb up that annoying hill back to school again. you know what, part of it is simply psychological. once you do it enough times, it's quite manageable really.

it's just.. annoying. that's all.

dear god, give me strength and will:

to leave this flat and climb that hill,

and do what needs to be done.

please get me through today.

i just need uninterrupted concentration for a couple of hours, to do some solid research, do a thorough once over and compile all my information.

okay, i'll give myself 5 minutes more: to use the loo, pack up my laptop and go.

starting... NOW.