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I think I had my quarterly bout of depression this morning, made worse by it being Monday, and my being at work. I'm just vaguely fractious now. Anybody want to borrow my parents for a couple of years while I piss around, try and study some more, and generally not do what they really would like me to do just now and get a bloody job?!
I want strange and interesting dreams. That I can remember.