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Ah, me. Woke up with a headache, but am feeling relatively good spirited despite that.

Plan for the day:
- office hours, 10-11, which will be spent contemplating my fingernails and watching paint flake off the wall organising my microfilm notes while making myself available to students in need of help and guidance.
- microfilm, 11-whenever I get done, because the CRL has recalled my reels and I need to get the pertinent bits copied post haste
- sleep, and lots of it

Also, somewhere in there I need to email my thesis supervisor and reassure her that everything is under control and there's no need to panic. And there isn't, I don't think. I fully intend to start writing next week at the latest.

I make no promises regarding the quality of that writing, but it sounds good to say it.


ps: am drinking coffee out of my grate new mug that mcee gave me and it is the best mug and coffee evah omg.

pps: i still love wellington and just bought myself a copy of his letters to one mrs. jones, with whom he corresponded during the final two years of his life. i would desperately love to obtain a volume or two of his collected dispatches, because i'm far more interested in his military letters than in his civilian correspondences, but the series went out of print well before the turn of the century and all the editions i've been able to find cost an arm and a leg and another leg besides.

ppps: my cats are spazes. but so, apparently, am i.