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silveradeptAs silly as it sounds, I cleaned over the last couple of days - a little reorganizing, some filing, a large part of finally relinquishing the materials that I've been using to write and rewrite my thesis. My desk and associated area is much more organized now. Once the semester's done, the area around the bed should also pick up quite a bit in organization, if not cleanliness. Incidentally, anyone know of a place (like, major chain) that will three-hole punch 248 pages in a decently quick amount of time and on the cheap? I have the binders, I just need the holes punched. And I need it done tomorrow so that I can turn my thesis copies in. You know, last details and all that.
Today, I also watched and performed at the Campus and University bands concert - lots of good music, surprisingly. So I'll probably be discreetly drawing those pieces off of a network while I still can - who knows how the Grokster decision will result if they're ruled not to be in the same tradition of the VCR and Beta.
Diversion - I can hear people outside my window who seem to be into stunt driving, from the way their tires are screeching this way and that. I would prefer that they perfect their skills somewhere safe, unlike the streets here. I keep expecting to hear a crashing sound after those screechings. That might mean a spring into action, but still, not only are the screeches an annoyance, I don't want to think about bad results from them.
Back on topic - good music tonight, and we gave our director (who will be pursuing a doctoral studies program come next fall) a good send-off. I also shed a couple of tears for Bill as I was playing our arranged Amazing Grace - it seemed fitting. I still get teary-eyed about it just writing about things like that. So I suppose, while I haven't just sat down and cried - I'm still grieving. I just don't show it that much. I don't think it'll lead to any breakdowns, though.
I still have two papers due by the end of this month. I think they'll be fairly easy to write, once I decide on what to write. I need to get working on those. Perhaps I'll do that. Although it might be after or while I'm also archive-trawling on the comics that I picked up yesterday. All quite good, they are, that I've trawled so far with. Like I need more webcomics... hee, hee. It's like having the old-time Sunday funnies that Watterson talked about - you know, the kind that advertise proudly "8 pages of comics!" Just all on the Web, that's all. And that means I should probably be updating my bookmarks somewhere along the line...
Ah, well. A comic's work is never done. If anyone wants to know what comics I've picked up, just ask. Then I'll put my brain to figuring out some way of displaying them without necessarily ranking one above another - because they're all really good, and I wouldn't want to unintentionally slight someone.
Speaking of the comic - I don't know if anybody reads it, but I seem to have gotten to the point where the style is as much a part of the comic as the rest of it - even though at the time, I think I started it as a doodle and intended for it to get better as time went on, it's become somewhat of a running gag that things aren't improving. I'm not sure if it wouldn't wreck things if they did. Huh. Strange enough that my brain can turn suckage into an integral part of the universe. Makes me wonder if the writing's any better. That, and the joke of having no readers is an especially strong one these days. (What makes it ironic is that it's probably true.) So I suppose if I actually ever found art skills, I'd have to start another comic or something. Or something. Again, assuming that I find such things as art skills. (*pfftsnicker*) Maybe I'll just stick to writing. Seems like I won't feel quite so bad about that if I can imagine images out of words. Either that or I can delude myself more easily that I have good writing, since it's not just a visual thing.
Anyway, need to get to bed because tomorrow, I turn in a thesis and begin work on papers. I'll probably come up for air about exams.
Today, I also watched and performed at the Campus and University bands concert - lots of good music, surprisingly. So I'll probably be discreetly drawing those pieces off of a network while I still can - who knows how the Grokster decision will result if they're ruled not to be in the same tradition of the VCR and Beta.
Diversion - I can hear people outside my window who seem to be into stunt driving, from the way their tires are screeching this way and that. I would prefer that they perfect their skills somewhere safe, unlike the streets here. I keep expecting to hear a crashing sound after those screechings. That might mean a spring into action, but still, not only are the screeches an annoyance, I don't want to think about bad results from them.
Back on topic - good music tonight, and we gave our director (who will be pursuing a doctoral studies program come next fall) a good send-off. I also shed a couple of tears for Bill as I was playing our arranged Amazing Grace - it seemed fitting. I still get teary-eyed about it just writing about things like that. So I suppose, while I haven't just sat down and cried - I'm still grieving. I just don't show it that much. I don't think it'll lead to any breakdowns, though.
I still have two papers due by the end of this month. I think they'll be fairly easy to write, once I decide on what to write. I need to get working on those. Perhaps I'll do that. Although it might be after or while I'm also archive-trawling on the comics that I picked up yesterday. All quite good, they are, that I've trawled so far with. Like I need more webcomics... hee, hee. It's like having the old-time Sunday funnies that Watterson talked about - you know, the kind that advertise proudly "8 pages of comics!" Just all on the Web, that's all. And that means I should probably be updating my bookmarks somewhere along the line...
Ah, well. A comic's work is never done. If anyone wants to know what comics I've picked up, just ask. Then I'll put my brain to figuring out some way of displaying them without necessarily ranking one above another - because they're all really good, and I wouldn't want to unintentionally slight someone.
Speaking of the comic - I don't know if anybody reads it, but I seem to have gotten to the point where the style is as much a part of the comic as the rest of it - even though at the time, I think I started it as a doodle and intended for it to get better as time went on, it's become somewhat of a running gag that things aren't improving. I'm not sure if it wouldn't wreck things if they did. Huh. Strange enough that my brain can turn suckage into an integral part of the universe. Makes me wonder if the writing's any better. That, and the joke of having no readers is an especially strong one these days. (What makes it ironic is that it's probably true.) So I suppose if I actually ever found art skills, I'd have to start another comic or something. Or something. Again, assuming that I find such things as art skills. (*pfftsnicker*) Maybe I'll just stick to writing. Seems like I won't feel quite so bad about that if I can imagine images out of words. Either that or I can delude myself more easily that I have good writing, since it's not just a visual thing.
Anyway, need to get to bed because tomorrow, I turn in a thesis and begin work on papers. I'll probably come up for air about exams.
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