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I think I've got full-on thesis panic again, now that I've set myself a deadline to hand in the final draft for proof-reading. I can't read the damn thing, I get 5 lines in and the words swim around. Having difficulty typing, as every word makes itself into some bizarre anagram as I type it and I have to go back and spend just as long rearranging them back into some semblance of English.
Thought Top Gear, biscuits, coffee and a brief foray into drawing might braek the fug, but no, all I ended up with is a beelte covered in panceratic cells. UGH. I am beset by islets of Langerhans and they won't let go.
This thing was supposed to be a black and red expressionist samurai-themed thing of evil, but now look at it. Somewhere between a histology textbook and a polymer clay cane-making lesson.
ARGHGRHGHGH
Thought Top Gear, biscuits, coffee and a brief foray into drawing might braek the fug, but no, all I ended up with is a beelte covered in panceratic cells. UGH. I am beset by islets of Langerhans and they won't let go.
This thing was supposed to be a black and red expressionist samurai-themed thing of evil, but now look at it. Somewhere between a histology textbook and a polymer clay cane-making lesson.
ARGHGRHGHGH
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Take a break, your poor brain needs to be unfried! Sympathy sympathy :(
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