The cold, cold night

It's very late - actually it's very early, but I get very pissed off with people who are pedantic about the time. Quite simply, if it's dark and I haven't been to sleep, it's late.

I haven't eaten anything substantial since Saturday morning, in part due to a lack of anything reasonably edible in my fridge and in part because it's a bank holiday weekend and thus the bastards in Pronto (The uni shop) haven't restocked their shelves. As a result, combined with exam and relational stress, I'm feeling more than a little ill - in fact I intend to pass out in a few minutes. This is probably a bad thing, especially when I am going to have to spend all tomorrow learning the concepts of UML so as not to utterly fail my Wednesday exam in the same style as my last Friday exam.

In short, life sucks. Although, having said that, I suppose I have to consider that other people's lives suck too. Now whether this is supposed to make me feel better, I don't know - it tends to just make me more depressed as I realise that everyone's lives suck. On the other hand, if everyone's lives suck then we're all on an equal footing, which gives me at least a small chance of survival. I just hope that software support and talking utter bollocks are essential skills for coping with life - otherwise I'm a little fucked.

Spad.