I've been scribbling my outline for about an hour, and I have it done now--it is so crazy what a day at home can do for my mental state. Rhythm and rhyme reapply themselves to my limericks of thoughts and I smile every now and then when the punch lines hits . . . I can't believe some of the stuff I'm actually putting down on this paper! How utterly inane! But I suppose it must be done.

I have traditional study music of classical (beethoven) and jazz (dave brubeck quartet) and they've been running full tilt too as I scribble, but in the middle of "Rondo: Allegro" for the third time, I realised I had been whistling it. I whistle to Beethoven. Mmm. But it helps me study! How weird. Maybe if I whistled in the computer lab it would help me study. I will conduct a study next time we go.

Now to write the silly paper. I'm freezing here too, but at least there are cats to help me type and Mum brought me tea and a biscotti:)