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[nirinia]

Three essays – of such idiocy I will not describe them in detail – are breathing down my neck, people are calling left right and centre, the weekend is stolen by parties and stupid deadlines. In other words, I will catch up with all my new friends. I just have to catch up first.

I started colour coding my filofax, it worked wonders. Red means urgent/you were supposed to do this last week/you're fucked, deadline tomorrow. Black is regular, blue is life or death matters. I don't need cryptography, my handwriting is bad enough. This ought to make it impossible to break into.