Showing posts with label getting it done. later.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label getting it done. later.. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

giggles and struggles

can't quite remember where i found these, probably at agirlandaboy though things have been popping up simultaneously on the blogs i read and in my inbox these past few days (most recently garfieldminusgarfield.tumblr.com)

barack obama is your new bicycle

and

hillary is mom jeans

just brilliant.


aside from that, insomnia continues, followed by unintentional napping. today the napping was so necessary that after inadvertently falling asleep on my couch, i had a dream about inadvertently falling asleep on my couch. go subconscious. we're so in sync.

mauricio was not quite as terrifying this morning as expected. i was better prepared, he gave me a ton of stuff, but i was able to sort out what was relevant and what was not and thus come out less depressed than last time. i feel bad ignoring half of what he said, especially as he's one of my graders, but he hasn't read anything i have and doesn't totally get my project. so hopefully it'll be fine.


rooting for obama on this end of things. come on texas. msnbc makes good background noise while i finish up some of my reading. gobama. obamanation. obamaniac. its just so much more fun to pun with!

Thursday, February 21, 2008

churning it out

apologies for the proliferation of amusing article posts...

the first draft of my seminar paper was due on weds morning, as our prof is leaving for oaxaca for three weeks, only arriving back here a week before the final draft is due. jealously for the fact that he's going somewhere warm and more than a bit of frustration with the fact that the person who knows my project best is leaving.

i'm a first year grad student. this is more than a little frightening. writing my thesis last year my advisor held my hand, read every draft, met with me once, twice, three times a week, gave me her home phone number and responded to midnight emails by the next morning. i'm just not sure how to do this all by myself. i guess that's what grad school is for!

i think js and i at least will read each other's papers... and i should really go talk to mauricio considering he's my second reader, but after the horrible experience i had with him last meeting, somehow i'm dreading doing so.

getting the draft done was a big first step. only moments of panic and stopped working on it at 8pm tuesday night. it's something i'm not ashamed to have read as a first draft, despite the bits and pieces missing, the disjunctures, the question marks instead of citations.

now i'm taking a day or two off from even looking at it... my brain was too much in the middle of it to have any perspective. i'll pick it back up sunday or monday and go from there.

in the meantime, here's to restaurant week, oscars, and an upcoming birthday! many excuses to celebrate with good food and friends!

Saturday, February 9, 2008

function[saturday]

getting my head to work on saturday mornings is always a bit of a struggle.

the temptation cartalk and wait, wait, don't tell me, whether at 9 and 10 chicago time or 9 and 10 arcata time (meaning i've slept too late)

the looming necessity of laundry complicated by a paucity of quarters

the empty fridge - 1/4" left in the milk jug, no bread, no cereal. i couldn't eat eggs.

the nytimes magazine published online.

the daunting blank page, taking back up where i stopped off on tuesday, wednesday, with a reminder from dain to not be condescending toward my sources.

11 days to finish this draft.

must find valentines cards for family.

should i send parents an anniversary card at the same time or wait til the next week so that they receive it and enclosed dinner money on the correct day?

slight headache from bizarreness of last night's outing, inadvertently ending up in a club full of lesbian couples dancing only with each other with rp and new friend kp. sometimes crashing the gay bars does not entail the fun dancing boys and upbeat music one expected.

i did drag myself out of bed and make tea, move my things to the kitchen table, and wash my face. all starts. i'm not setting lofty goals for today though. what with groceries, bowling tonight, etc., work is doubtful.

but tomorrow's another day.