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Aaargh. Have I ever felt so feeble, so futile...? (Well, yes, but sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof, and this is pretty spectacularly feeble.)

It's not like I set myself any great or ambitious target: today I am supposed to be sorting out that corner of the office - that one, over there, where the wallpaper's peeling. Which means shifting all the stuff into that corner of the office, and then seeing if the paper will suffer itself to be stuck back to the wall again. It may not, but it's worth trying. Once.

The shifting? Should have been half an hour's work, back and forth. Would've been, one time. Today? Urgh. I have been up here half an hour, and I have more or less cleared the floor. That's about one square metre. Granted there were strata of stuff laid down (by Barry, mostly, knocking stuff off shelves above), but even so. I feel like I've spent all this time just driftin' around, moving crap from here to there. And the horror that is the corner still leers at me, all but untouched. And I am depressed, and giving up, and going to watch DS9 instead.

I may come back.
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