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silveradeptSo I looked at my stuff that's coming down the pipe. And I said, "Oh, SHIT." Well, that's not entirely true. I said a lot more than that, but most of it was repeating that particular phrase. For you see, not only do I have busywork assignments from here to god-freaking eternity (viz, end of semester.) I also now have all of my major projects coming due within a few WEEKS. (Well, okay, two months, really, but that's not enough time.) I guess I'm going to have to really get efficient now, and take my Fridays, Sundays, and Saturdays and spend them at my machine, in the library, or elsewhere. (Okay, it may not actually be that bad. That said, I don't like the prognosis on it looking any good, either.) Remind me again why I signed up for this? (Because you thought it was going to be fun. And because you have a Medieval Studies degree.)
Right about now, I feel like a squirrel on crack. In fact, I read through four or five articles on propaganda... and decided not to link any of them. Not because they weren't good, but because I don't feel like railing against it at the moment. Plus, it's probably a preaching-to-the-choir thing. Just more propaganda about propaganda. Like the columnist encouraging celebrities to be open about their sexual preferences. Much as we could use a society where people could be open about it, fundamentally it's their choice as to whether they want to come out and risk being piked for it.
I'm tired at the moment. I've been running full-tilt for seven weeks now. I have seven more weeks of running full-out, only to take perhaps two weeks off and do it again, hopefully ending up with landing an internship or some other prospect at the end of the summer. And then there's another year of cram and dash after that. And then comes the part where I get a job and that. Right now, I'm stir-crazy. I want about six months off to go wandering, spending ungodly amounts of money around just enjoying myself. I've managed to place myself in the situation, and now I'm going to have to stay the course. Good luck, and I hope I can manage it somehow. If, maybe, I take a deep breath now and let it out at the end...
Right about now, I feel like a squirrel on crack. In fact, I read through four or five articles on propaganda... and decided not to link any of them. Not because they weren't good, but because I don't feel like railing against it at the moment. Plus, it's probably a preaching-to-the-choir thing. Just more propaganda about propaganda. Like the columnist encouraging celebrities to be open about their sexual preferences. Much as we could use a society where people could be open about it, fundamentally it's their choice as to whether they want to come out and risk being piked for it.
I'm tired at the moment. I've been running full-tilt for seven weeks now. I have seven more weeks of running full-out, only to take perhaps two weeks off and do it again, hopefully ending up with landing an internship or some other prospect at the end of the summer. And then there's another year of cram and dash after that. And then comes the part where I get a job and that. Right now, I'm stir-crazy. I want about six months off to go wandering, spending ungodly amounts of money around just enjoying myself. I've managed to place myself in the situation, and now I'm going to have to stay the course. Good luck, and I hope I can manage it somehow. If, maybe, I take a deep breath now and let it out at the end...
