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[kbk]

I was going to write but didn't. I finally finished filling in the form that's due on Tuesday. Paternal told me to sleep. I drank an alcopop and then I went outside and walked round the corner barefoot to post the form and also smoked a cigarette and then I was all lightheaded. Then I lay down in my bed and tried to sleep for a whole three minutes before I was overwhelmed by argh and had to get up and get cola and switch the computer back on and things. I have to do things wrt money and govt and things and I really don't want to so perhaps on Monday I will phone the woman who is my adviser thing and I will wail.

I am hoping music and fic will cure me of the argh but I am not too hopeful especially as my old bookmarks are... somewhere that is not here. I have some, but they are not right. or something.

I want to break the world.

ETA: Two hours later, am better calmer etcetera and am going to attempt sleepage again. *waves bye-bye*

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[clockworksaint.livejournal.com]

Don't know if you're bothered about it, but Tesco sell 2-litre bottles of own-brand, diet, caffeine-free cola, and (to me, at least) it tastes not bad. I [i]try[/i] not to drink anything caffeinated before bed, and I think it helps a little. Sadly diet Irn Bru tastes horrid and there's no caffeine-free version.

[clockworksaint.livejournal.com]

Oops, still in BBcode mode. Ignore the [brackets].

[kbk]

That night wasn't the caffeine. But last night might have been. But hey, it means I'm awake and can... do things... um. once I get past the fear, obviously. I hate the fear, the fear is suck. argh.