Paypal sucks. They want to verify a gazillion things, and guess what. They sent a letter to the address I haven't lived at for... 2 years now? Actually, over 2 years. So I had to spend 10 minutes on their help centre phone line to find the right option and actually speak to a person (because of course clicking on 'email our help centre' on the paypal website leads to a dead link), and get them to send another bloody letter, which will take TEN days to get there. Since when have they become such a pain in the arse, huh?
I guess it's the continuation of a downward trend - of course, after feeling incredibly satisfied last week, the refurbishment didn't go through (and might happen over Christmas or possibly Easter), my report has been sent to about a 100 people to get comments (I bet there will be more pages of comments than pages of report by the end of it), and I need to get an updated outline of my thesis together by Friday, so I can meet my supervisor on Wednesday next week. Oh, and to top it off, there's too many freshers around (invading the bar, my living room!) and so far I've only met 5 or so whom I actually really like.
But then Ianichka is back, we started buying some awesome cider for the bar, the uniform bop is happening on Saturday, and I've just bought another three series of ER (which takes me up to series 7).
So maybe it's kind of balanced, really. Maybe.
I think I need to procrastinate very badly, in front of ER, and make this massively awful mood disappear. PMS anyone?