Monday, January 12
I'm ill. I suspect it's tonsillitis again, my throat is sore and feels inflamed, and my nose is like a waterfall. I'm off to the doctors in a hour and a half in the hope of getting something to sort it out. It started yesterday, I woke up feeling like this and it hasn't changed at all. Not impressed. And then Rory dragged me outside whilst it was hailing to go get some bread from the Co-Op. Why the bread at the corner shop wasn't good enough wasn't explained, though admittedly we did buy a rather nice fresh French baguette, but that's no excuse to force me to leave the house when adverse weather conditions, illness and seemingly the whole world are conspiring together and determined to make the day impossible. I must admit though, Rory can put up with a hell of a lot of complaining. He should work in Customer Support with such talents.
The coursework still hasn't been started. Oops. I can't make myself write anything, or even select a title. Whether this is laziness or genuine incomprehension of the subject matter isn't clear. What is clear however is that I'm the world's best person at finding reasons not to do something. Not that this was in dispute before, it's just been reinforced is all.
Rory's meant to be installing a new hard drive for me today, and then installing Linux on it. This is scary, I've used Windows all my life and whilst I believe Microsoft is evil and Bill Gates should be shot, it's still the method I'm used to and I don't like change. Even if that change is about stopping my computer from randomly crashing and causing programs to lose information which it took me a year to accumulate.
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