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Nothing much to report today, unless you count realising that I'm still not well as something to report. Or that I washed many dishes and ran out of hot water. Or that I'm making coffee.

Today, in fact, is dedicated to housework as well as the regular work and so is bound to be boring. Alliteratively so, but dull nevertheless. If anything of vast excitement and joy happens, I'll report in again. And now I must do some more housework. And dissertation. I wonder what happens if I do both at once?