I finished off what I could of the tutorial work by five today so that I could hand something in. I've stopped putting apologetic excuses on my work now. Dr. Greene says nothing, and in doing so makes it quite obvious that it's up to me to sort it all out, which is fair enough.   Mark and Chris went out to Fifth Ave. I stayed in and worked. If I actually organised myself more, I could go out and socialise. This knowledge never seems to help. Perhaps the pull of Fifth Ave is insufficient.
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