Am I ever going to have free time again, or am I constantly going to be assailed by these horrible pangs of guilt every time I try and do something which isn’t work?
Is life really just a treadmill, consisting of work and eating and sleeping, going round and round and round in circles forever and ever?
But what I really want to know is, how long can i survive on breakfast bars before I have to go shopping. It’s been a day so far, and I’m feeling pretty hungry. 3 boxes of the damn things left to go though.
Yeah yeah i should update with some stuff to do with serious things, but lets face it: nobody reads this anyway :).