And that pesky thesis keeps getting in the way. I am now one TV show down, because the season of Borgen has finished (though that pains my heart because I love it), so now I just need to try and catch up with everything else. Once upon a time, I didn't watch TV.

I find the odd pajama day to be essential for maintaining any sort of mental stability. There's something about the "slightly sniffly, getting bored of it, but still too ill to go anywhere" atmosphere that is cosy. This only works in winter and autumn for me though, being sick in spring and summer is the worst.