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Sunday, 4 January 2009 07:37 am
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Tra la la, it's January, and Seasonal Depression, as usual, has gripped me, since I'm clearly deeply contrary and insist on getting this in the depths of summer rather than winter. Work starts tomorrow and will be hell for two months, the weather's horribly hot, my neck's still itching, Avatar is being mean to Appa, and Roswell has just handed me Liz and Max breaking up and that stupid slut Tess seducing Max. Terry Pratchett is now Sir Terry, which is equally amusing and wonderful and doesn't at all make up for the Alzheimer's. And the BBC have cast a complete unknown as the next Doctor. I was very sold on the Patterson Joseph rumour, I'm narked. The new guy looks way too young, and rather dweebish.

Phooey. It's bad when even my fangirling distractions fail me. I shall go and punish myself for an hour and a half at the gym instead. Possibly medieval monks had something in the mortification-of-the-flesh department.

Date: Sunday, 4 January 2009 01:27 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
I hope the endorphines help. Also, (hug)
everymoment

Date: Sunday, 4 January 2009 01:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dancing-crow.livejournal.com
Clearly, if you get seasonal depression now then you are on the northern hemisphere plan, regardless of actual physical location. Which is a giant bummer, because seasonal depression is the pits, and I sympathize.

Hope the endorphins help.

Date: Sunday, 4 January 2009 08:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] extemporanea.livejournal.com
Actually, I think it's the heat, rather than any northern-focused morphic resonance. I hate the hot weather, it makes me shrivel up and die, crossly. I'm limp, headachy and ennervated for about two months in January/Feburary, dreaming wistfully of snow.

Date: Sunday, 4 January 2009 08:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kadekraan.livejournal.com
When I was in Perth (temps typically 30+, occasionally 35-40), my sister-in-law once said I looked 'wilted'. I think this was partially because of my limp hat hair, but nevertheless it was probably an accurate description.

It's very cold in London at the moment (either side of freezing), but I'm still not dreaming of the heat. Maybe next week. Or the week after.

Date: Monday, 5 January 2009 09:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bronchitikat.livejournal.com
Actually some people do get a form of Long Day induced Depression - rather than the rest of us who get Short Day induced SAD. They tend to live in sunnier climes than England & the North.

Poor extemporania. Hope the endorphins help.

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