Monday was somewhat traumatic, with new lecture theatres to find, scattered across London and needing nearly half an hour to get from one to the other, with only half hour breaks between sessions. And I missed my lunch break because I'd signed up for an extra maths session and the combination of distance plus the extra session meant not only did I miss lunch but I was late for the lecture afterwards, as I had to rush back to my locker for my file and then find yet another new lecture theatre which again turned out to be a fast 20 minutes walk away.
In total, then, I was 45 minutes for lectures/seminars through the week. M foregave the Monday ones because of the stress, and we've ascertained that it won't happen again as I now know where all the various buildings are. So that's forgiven - this week.
I was also very, very late with bedtimes over the week - in fact when M made me add up all the time I'd been out of bed after midnight for no good reason, it came to 3 hours and 40 minutes.
Which means that at some point this weekend I'll be receiving 24 strokes of the cane.
Help.
M pointed out that the numbers don't actually add up - 6 strokes for each hour late plus another 6 strokes for the last 40 minutes. But apparently I should be grateful not to receive 8 per hour plus 6, which would've been 30. So I'm not saying anything!
I've got loads of work to do for Monday as well, normally I do it all on Friday but I wasn't very well yesterday and only did two bits. Which means I'm going to have to do it all today and tomorrow. Sigh.
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