the ABSOLUTE worst thing?

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working 'til the wee hours every night and walking down the slipperiest, most deadly hill in the world WITH a huge bag of work...

all for an assessment/presentation that's cancelled due to adverse weather conditions.
yes, I suppose you did send me an email to tell me, but sending it half an hour before - when I've already left - isn't much help, is it?


now I'm off to convince myself that the last blueberry muffin (possibly the only thing that could cheer me up now) and some peach schnapps count as 2 of my 5 a day.