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I'm now getting clothes that my niece has outgrown instead of the other way around. She's twelve, and starting to get into Star Trek TNG after having finished TOS. Anyway, the kid is very nearly as tall as me and that's somehow surprising without being surprising at all, because I do know I'm short.

On the job front, I have given up doing my job because of physical incapacity, and I'm very glad I spent all that time earnestly reading people's Writings upon Disability because that took the edge off some of the feelings that caused. I have also given up applying for less physically demanding jobs because apparently ten years of turning up to the same job and being good at it isn't a useful thing to put on a CV. Instead I've enrolled in a free three-month full-time course in computers, starting next month. Wish me luck because I'm not sure I'm capable of the classroom thing.

My car has died. I'm very sad. It's still drivable but structurally unsound; it's very tempting to sneakily drive it one last time and hope nobody sees. But I can get to university on the bus, so it's not a situation that desperately needs rectifying.

I'm massively into writing Thunderbirds drawerfic and playing Sims 2, partly out of feeling dread that very soon I'll be studying and won't have time for hobbies. I'm also lifting weights a bit and finding that I actually have more visible muscles than I did as well as being able to lift heavier things, which is tremendously motivating.