As in, “What to do with myself”? Finals are done. So freshly done that I have little idea what grades look like. There are two candidates for failure, to be fully...

At least, it feels that way. I’ve noted in the past that usually on about Halloween and through to mid January, some depressive symptoms come on. Halloween came this year and...

Yep, more god damned tests. Forgive me, but I’m nervous and need to spend my time studying. I’ll whinge about all of it Friday. You know, providing I have the time.