Fuck this shit

I just wrote a very long and stupid post that basically comes down to the fact that I have issues and that the 3 hour lecture tomorrow is going to be hell. I dreamed about it. The lecture theatre actually resembled hell. There was a plushie wombat involved.
I also dreamed that one of the lecturers I work with, a couple of students, me and my old dog all went on some kind of Indianna Jones like adventure. I'm fairly sure there were Nazis.

I should really be working.

It's probably for the best that I'm not running a game tonight as I have awful cramps of doom and I have so much stuff to do it's stupid. I also need to go out, but that's really not a pleasant idea right now.