There's something that really makes me jealous: High Functioning Depressives. My depression is mostly behind me, but when I see how successful they are I just think: ah fuck!

I wish I were successful. Today I'm finishing off a PhD proposal (or trying to) and then I will do some tutoring. I expect to be finished by 9pm. No time for gym today, it seems. Unfortunate. I do quite like getting paid £30