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Today I can't work out if I'm in the Middle Ages or working on Conflux stuff. I'm tempted to say that there is a Medieval Conflux happening, but I shall refrain, out of kindness. Until lunchtime I'm in doctorate mode, definitely, and after that it's negotiable. Lunch is also negotiable: coffee is not. The reason lunch may be negotiable is because after it I have no choice but to face my emails, which are mounting rapidly and contain some nasty surprises. Also to pay bills, which are likewise mounting rapidly and etc.

It's a very exciting Sunday.

And now - to my notes! (this is much more exciting than it sounds, for carnival rides have nothing on my handwriting for excitement and uncertain outcomes)