I actually feel as though I have made some progress today.  I have started my website, and have a fairly good idea of how I want it to pan out.  It's not panning out that way, but the point is, I have an idea of how it should be looking.  Which is several steps further on from where I was yesterday.  This means that I will complete the EMA successfully.  I'm annoyed because I spent ages making a little ECA picture, only to realise this one is called an EMA.  Ah well.  The game course on the other hand...  I don't think I have enough time to get it together.  I'm just about managing to do the game activities, though today was just one disaster after another.  None of the game characters are listening to me, and for some unknown reason they are disobeying me by less than a mm on screen, which is rendering the game useless.  I'm sure I can get to grips with that side of things in time, but the EMA looks like utter gibberish to me.  It might as well be written in French.  So I'm worried about it.  Of course, I will hand something in, but what exactly, well that remains to be seen.  The days are slipping away at a terrifying rate, but at least today I made some sort of progress.  This marks the end of my attempts for the day.  After writing this, I will transfer from joggers to jeans, and leave the house in search of a much deserved drink.  I am trying to keep thoughts of S3 from my mind.  Unsuccessfully. 

I sliced through my thumb quite badly earlier whilst cutting a cabbage.  I wish it had happened with a different vegetable.  I don't know why, I just do.

Al left for work on time today for once.  He was watching my stress levels rise as my game character refused to travel round my maze when instructed to.  Change a setting.  Still doesn't work.  Change a setting.  Still doesn't work.  Swear a bit and stamp my feet.  Al encouraged me to take a break until he had left the house.  I think he could feel one of my out of control rants coming on.  I had to deliver my raving debrief to the cats instead.  It didn't make any odds to be honest; just needed to get it out of my system.  Blimey, I wish I'd stop going back to thinking about study.  I'm done for the day.  My thumb throbs.  It's a reminder of how stressed I was.  There's no getting away from it, I need to leave the house.  Before I loop the loop.