I am not finished with my paper, but I am celebrating Halloween anyway. I *will* email my paper tomorrow. I won’t have to go to work, which always drains my enthusiasm to do more work afterward.
Plus, last night, I decided to be crafty for a little while. Then I watched too much Buffy. Then I kep falling asleep while trying to write. Tomorrow I will focus.
I did not finish my paper. I need to write more tomorrow. But my unrelated research presentation went fine.
I won’t be sewing. My fusible grid that I ordered a few weeks back has not yet arrived. Grrr. Well, I don’t have time to sew anyway, since I have to finish my paper tomorrow.
A classmate of mine said she was going to do steampunk, so I think I will throw something together out of my closet. I would just need a couple good accessories.
Hang on until 10pm on Wednesday. That’s my plan.
I have barely started my 15-page essay that is due Wednesday. However, I’m mostly done with everything else for the week’s classes, including a research presentation on an entirely different topic for the same class (we are in agreement that that class has an unreasonable amount of work, even for grad school).
Then Wednesday night before bed I can cut fabric, and Thur & Fri after work I can sew so I can be dressed for a party Friday night. Then Saturday, I rest. And rest. I will not take a proctoring job that day, nor the following week. Working six days a week means I have to do homework Saturday night which means I never get to do anything social. I’m not sure that is acceptable. Particularly now, I need some sort of interaction.
In the five minutes I was writing this, I got news that I have extra work for Latin. *sigh* Shoot me?
This time, it’s not under my jaw but behind my ear.
Grr, I don’t have the time or energy to worry about my health. I wish I had insurance. I don’t get it until January.
I had “The Devil Wear Prada” on while working on an annotated bibliography tonight. It made me wonder if I got too wrapped up in my career as a scholar. I wrote this in response to my thoughts and actions:
I cried just a little today.
I did not have your shoulder or chest to put my head,
so I rested it on my books.
I should have cashed out my 401K.
Since about May, but 401K (which I rolled over into an IRA) has lost 40%. That’s almost a $1000 dollars a month disappeared. I can’t even fathom that. I could’ve used that to pay off some student loans or *anything* else. What’s the point of “saving” money if you are just flushing it? I’d rather spend it or put it in savings. I know they say that you should save for the long-term, but 40% in 5 months could drive anyone to panic.
Makes me sick.
I was a real fan of this show as a kid.
I didn’t realize it was a Wisconsin-based show.
Anyway, I think I’m a bit old for it now. But I can still see it’s charm, particularly to a kid that liked O.G. Readmore, Storybreak, Reading Rainbow, and Dr Who. (“The Secret World of Og” was the bizzy bomb. I also liked Miss Switch and Jeeter Mason.)
My voicemail has been down since Oct. 1. It is now up and working again. So if you left me a message and I didn’t call back, I’m really sorry. The phone is also new enough that I have almost no numbers in it, so I didn’t know who any of my missed calls were.
You say that you’re so bad for me,
But you’re no worse for me than me.
All the self-defeat, the poor self-image-
It’s my previous life that did the damage.
You didn’t tell me when I wasn’t getting better.
I didn’t tell you when you were getting worse.
We cared too much to hurt each other,
and it’s pulling us apart.
Where do we start?
How about here.
When did we fall in love?
How about now.
Tonight I looked at a few saved conversations with SB, and our communication issues really have been around for a long time. At different period, they existed for different reasons. We didn’t work them out inside our relationship, and I can only hope we are on the track to working them out now. But the pattern was consistent. It was worth saving. Why didn’t we?
I got an A- – on my paleography midterm, so that’s pretty good. (Better than a B.) I did notice that, even though I turned the autocorrect off on Word, some of my Latin was rewritten incorrectly by the word processor. That is infuriating. I had at least one major error on my exam that probably would have kept me from an A, but maybe I would’ve had an A- without the technical problems.