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So today was the day that I was going to get a lot of work done, because yesterday I set aside work for doing all the things I needed to do which weren't academic so I could get them out of the way. These included buying a lot of lettuce, some salad dressing, lots of batteries, organising my room and getting my computer set up again. Someone, who is nameless, but obviously stayed in my room over break for the admissions interviews week, made off with my ethernet(tm?) cord. I sure hope such a thing as karma exists, cause that poor idiot is not coming here next year if it does. So what I should have been banking on was that naturally, the first day back in Oxford that I can work and get things accomplished, is the day I get sick. Also the day I get assigned my first Petrarch essay due tuesday. I imagine the people here don't bathe as much as other places. Why is a normal person's immune system conditioned such that every single time they come back to a place for the first time in a while, it is the only time and place that that person gets sick? The streets are small here and the whole city is people living in condensed, albeit very comfortable accomodation, but still, couldn't the NHS throw them a bone, or mandatory bar of Dove(tm), in this case?