The past two weeks might just have fulfilled one of the requirements I would have liked to have stipulated at the beginning of these holidays. They might actually have been a holiday.

Long, lazy afternoons spent lounging on the floor or furnishings of fellows' rooms. Rambling and random conversations; today's topics were Kabuki, Buddhism, Pi, why Dⁿ sucks big time, religion in general, the nominality of the political left and right in Australia, loss of inhibitions due to drunkenness and Starcraft. Also making a brief appearance was the fact that the fight scenes in the Matrix look so much better when it's watched on a computer screen at dodgy quality. Everything was blurry, a bit jagged, not so smooth. It made the fights look incredibly cyberpunk.

Back to the point: relaxation as a whole. I can feel my batteries recharging. The only question is whether they've got enough to sustain me past the shock of going back to uni and realising that not doing anything over the holidays means I am now fucked.

"How's your life?"

"In progress." (2 points)