The aircon in the foyer is deceptively warm. It is tomblike here today – cold and damp and quiet. Our aircon is cold – and not a control in sight. I think we share with the piano studios. Have to turn it on for a while – no opening windows. The stuffiness does add to the ambience, though.
I should be able to concentrate, but miss the buzzing and the noise. No, I don’t I am so annoyed that everyone else but me is somewhere else doing something else that I cannot think to save myself. I feel like such a wallflower.
And I couldn’t sleep. Wide awake until the alarm went off, then instantly exhausted.
I am gradually encroaching on the other PhD’s space – a millimeter at a time. I will have them both out the door soon. I did warn them that if they went away to conferences and left me here alone this was likely to happen. They have nobody but themselves to blame.