Palfrey's life

Having decided that Mahou Sensei Negima is not for me (too much ecchi, not enough of the promised magic), I've gone back to my Sex and the City binging. I've always enjoyed the darn thing, even when I'm watching the episode "Four Women And A Funeral" with Miranda convinced that she's going to die alone (because she hasn't had a date in 5 minutes) and that her cat is going to eat her face before they find her, and I'm trying not to rant about it on the incel list because I don't really know the list yet and they appear to be happy bitching about their psychotic exes (and believe me, these people have some crazy ones), and that men/women/other people are all basically evil.

I'm at one of those states again where I need a simple life. Just doing the PhD, or just doing the MSc, or going "fuck it" and just doing a damn job somewhere are all remarkably appealing right now. If I can get through the next couple of weeks and get the MSc done bar the ceremonies, then all is good. However, right now I've got my presentation on Friday (postponed from Monday due to what was mostly my cockup), 4 bits of c/w to do, one lecturer to talk to about a piece of c/w, and some c/w to mark for something else. Stress is a bad thing. (NB: I'm watching the SatC rather than working because I've had a long day and my brain is fried)