Nothing to see here...again!

I have what is known in Cambridge as Tripositus. It's a painful affliction that necessitates long periods of isolation, usually in the library or 'quiet room'. Common symptoms include:

• a slightly higher-pitched voice and the propensity to talk at some speed and length about such things as 'exam strategy', 'essay dumping', 'conflicting notions of tragedy' and 'gobbits'*;
• a notable downshift in one's physical appearance and dress sense;
  
• extreme fatigue and flickering eye syndrome;
• intense dreams, during which one hears one's reading voice talking about Hegelian dialectical conflict; and
• the inability to write an interesting blog entry.

So don't blame me, fair readers, blame Tripositus. Together we can conquer this terrible illness, or at least promote understanding for its sufferers. If you all deposit £100 into my bank account, that will at least be a start...

*a gobbit isn't, as I'm sure some of you may suspect, another nasty illness; it is, however, something nasty they sometimes give you in exams.