After I don't know how many years of exams, I have learnt the benefit of writing essay plans for all four questions at the start of an exam.

No, I don't know how I ever used to manage either, but saints be praised. I even had time (actual and mental) to do my chiropractor's back stretchy exercises. Hopefully the essays were ok... I wrote stuff. After years of comments of "too much on the cases, not enough analysis!" I may have slipped the other way...

Anyway. Food now, and bouncy music, then looking at the past paper which-may-be-the-collection for this afternoon.

Apologies to anyone who got snapped at earlier - I was headachy and tired and things were spinning just a little but we don't think about that.

I'm fine now - well, still headachy and weary, but in a better mood. I cooked food, and ate food while watching Firefly.

Somehow, Firefly always makes everything OK. Partly because it's brilliant and I love it, partly because it reminds me of some of the people I love best (you know who you are), partly because... it just does.

I think I'm going to write some more and then go to bed. There's more time left this month than I'm letting myself believe, even with people coming to stay and me going back to Oxford/Cambridge - and everything's going to be just fine - because somehow, it always is, in the end.

And if it's not - well, it's just not the end.