Once upon a time... no, wait ... it was a dark and stormy night
Blatherings
| blatherings |
| the shallow side |
|
Funny ha-ha
The thing about being almost done, is that I'm really not. Yes, I have a draft. Which is sitting in front of a couple people for editing, that I need to get back in order to do the edits, but there is another pile of stuff that needs to get done and I'm really, really exhausted. It feels like every time I turn around there is something more to do, either thesis related, or life stuff. I'm done working for the ninja-holidays, but there is still the bar, which is about to get busy with beer gardens. And then there's the fact that I still haven't done anything for my birthday which I know is annoying my dear and wonderful friends. I'm getting tired of saying, and I imagine they are equally tired of hearing, that I just can't right now. I really don't know how people with kids get through this. Actually I do, because C is both a mom and a thesis-finisher, and it is driving her nuts. She hasn't worked full time for the last month, but I'm pretty sure the little ball of joy constitutes something similar. What's eating at me is that I'm going to remain uber busy right though Sept and have already missed one friend's visit, and won't be able to miss the next friend who is coming, and this friend isn't great at hearing she isn't the centre of the world. Which I don't mean in an unkind way, she'll just try to be helpful when I want to be alone. Which sounds very Drama Queen, but is so very true. I'm going to keep up these hours till I see what schedule S is on next week with the new job, but I can see it continuing for some while afterward, simply in order for me to get everything done without losing my head. I did manage to find the energy to take a night out and went to see a glam metal cover band which made me very, very happy. |
||
|
|
giggle.
Via Warren Ellis Imagine you’re the first person to discover you can milk a cow in history. You sick bastard. – Ben Templesmith |
||
|
|
Whoppee
To celebrate S's new job, we've been twice to the movies this week. Really, I think it is more of 'thanks for putting up with how miserable I've been' as he doesn't like going. Saw the Dark Knight which was two films jammed together and would have been better with cleaner lines. Stuffing stories together doesn't make it more complex, just longer and more annoying. But it was lovely seeing Heath Ledger ACT. And then we went to Hancock which I both loved and hated. Superheroes, immortality and amnesia. What more could a girl ask for? Well, an end to racism and sexism would be nice. Once, there was a mixed race couple but never on screen, and then the black man gets punished and is left alone at the end of the movie, while the blonde girl gets to a) be with someone she loves b) doesn't face any shit for LYING, and c) isn't expected to help save the world. WTF? She has superpowers, is in fact stronger than Hancock but while he's off fighting crime she gets to hold hands, eat ice cream and gossip. Bite me. On the other hand, I know why S likes going to the movies with me. I get wound up and ranty. huh. Off to re-read my very short conclusion. |
||
|
|
What - what is this?
I think it may be a day off from work... where all I need to do is work on my thesis... hopefully I don't fall over in shock. |
||
|
|
and this is why I study yoga...
|
||
|
|
|
well that’s a bit of a let down
I have a complete draft of my thesis. It is decidedly a draft – there’s a great deal of editing to be done in the next few weeks – but it is done. And I don’t feel a great sense of relief, or joy. Its just one more thing that I can check off right now. I wish I were enjoying the process more, but something minor happened a few weeks ago – that I don’t want to get into – that really just made this something to finish rather than enjoy. I’m sure that once I have all the work done, I’ll be happy again, but between this and the crazy hours I’m working this month, there’s no joy in mudville. On S’s suggestion I’m taking another of Tania’s bellydancing classes and that is definitely helping. I’m getting out of the house, being active and doing something for myself. All work and no play et al… But I’m going to hand in my conclusion, burn a disk with everything on it, and go watch cheesy sf tv shows. So love watching shows on DVD. None of the having to plan when I’m sitting down, no commercials and I can stop watching to harass the cat whenever I like. |
||
|
[next page]
powered by
20six.co.uk

