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It has been absolutely the longest week ever. I am pretty sure that Monday was literally an age away. It was long because of many real life things scheduled to happen all at once, which means I've been buried in paper all week. I have now:

a) gotten home
b) eaten dinner
c) washed my hair and dressed in pyjamas
d) looked at the mess of paper, pencils, pens, rulers, and assorted detritus on my desk and given up
and e) am going to go lie in bed with a book.

I think I may go to sleep early, even.