Starting last week,

I've stopped seeing all my friends
ate my weight in chocolate, chips, candy, crackers, meals made by other people concerned for my physical and mental health, and cheese.
Sweated off half of it in my little room of heated death
Decided that I will never do laundry again, but simply make a bed out of all my clothes and grow bacteria on my body for a living

....and then, on the work side of things


photocopied two books, read half of one, need to read both (That reminds me, need to read the other book by O'Donovan. Hm.)
read a bunch of articles again
organized all of them once I couldn't find them because they were in huge messy piles
drove myself crazy editing and re-editing. Slashing wrists considered a viable option.
almost finished the really long, semi-useless yet semi-important section on Original Sin (It's at 16 pages, which is really freakin' long, because I never meant it to be more than 15 max, because it's not even the beef of my thesis. Sigh.) which I will send to my promoter tonight. Maybe 5 more pages? I hope so. I don't really feel like making this much longer.



And now, I go back into the Cave..