'tis a cruel time to get a mountained eye. every ten minutes i stare at my unit plans i start to tear and the boil is a tad painful. i can't go swimming or running to stir my soul, to keep the mental engine from frustrated insanity and i have interim on thursday. so i tried to rest the boil away by sleeping the whole of today which of cos rendered my insides trembling with fear of not having enough time for thursday. am on the cliff edge again; could i cry please? ack, no my under-the-eyelid boil would hurt. what keeps me going is perhaps looking forward to thursday night when i'd look back on hindsight and think 'hey it's not so bad after all i made it through crit again'. meanwhile now till thurs i am on the edge trying not to fall. God help, i need you i need you i need you (so they sing, jars of clay)