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Another milestone passed.
Dec. 5th, 2004 11:17 pmNo more of those Crisler concerts. Not necessarily good riddance, but I'm not going to get choked up about not having them. Another meeting of a different organization, and a productive result, but still a bit resentful of the micromanagement style of the people higher up the chain than I. Man 1, Bank 0.
Of course, the problem could be just that I'm concentrating too hard. Maybe that's why I have a severe urge to do other stuff than schoolwork for a little while. A mental health break of sorts. We'll see if I get any. Maybe I just need sleep. You never know. Or maybe all this chivalric romance reading is hammering on that Hitomi desire again. (Listening to Escaflowne music can't help it, either, but I'm getting a creative itch again. We'll see if I can channel it into anything interesting.)
Unrelated, but important. It's finally confirmed: Michigan plays Texas at the Rose Bowl. Apparently, Cal's win wasn't impressive enough to the pollsters, and Texas jumped Cal. So hopefully, we can win this Rose Bowl. It's not going to be my first, so there's no reason for them to lose on my account. Let's see the Michigan that dismantled Northwestern rather than the one walked over by Ohio State. Please?
Need to get my uniform in order tomorrow. Back in time for Bowl. Paper editing and printing tomorrow, possibly, to get this week fully under control. Although that means I need to buy or take out the pages of my old blue books so that I can use them again. I'm glad to be getting to the end of the semester - the next one will have a much better schedule for procrastinating with.
Maybe it's change that I'm craving a bit, or downtime (Gods know why I would want downtime right now... especially since things have been pretty relaxed lately), or something. Matters not, eventually, because whatever it is I want, it will be delivered to me with the grace and effortlessness of a cream pie in the face, as anyone who knows me can attest. I get precisely what I want right when it will do the most comedy. Meaning that falling into bed right now would probably be a good idea.
Of course, the problem could be just that I'm concentrating too hard. Maybe that's why I have a severe urge to do other stuff than schoolwork for a little while. A mental health break of sorts. We'll see if I get any. Maybe I just need sleep. You never know. Or maybe all this chivalric romance reading is hammering on that Hitomi desire again. (Listening to Escaflowne music can't help it, either, but I'm getting a creative itch again. We'll see if I can channel it into anything interesting.)
Unrelated, but important. It's finally confirmed: Michigan plays Texas at the Rose Bowl. Apparently, Cal's win wasn't impressive enough to the pollsters, and Texas jumped Cal. So hopefully, we can win this Rose Bowl. It's not going to be my first, so there's no reason for them to lose on my account. Let's see the Michigan that dismantled Northwestern rather than the one walked over by Ohio State. Please?
Need to get my uniform in order tomorrow. Back in time for Bowl. Paper editing and printing tomorrow, possibly, to get this week fully under control. Although that means I need to buy or take out the pages of my old blue books so that I can use them again. I'm glad to be getting to the end of the semester - the next one will have a much better schedule for procrastinating with.
Maybe it's change that I'm craving a bit, or downtime (Gods know why I would want downtime right now... especially since things have been pretty relaxed lately), or something. Matters not, eventually, because whatever it is I want, it will be delivered to me with the grace and effortlessness of a cream pie in the face, as anyone who knows me can attest. I get precisely what I want right when it will do the most comedy. Meaning that falling into bed right now would probably be a good idea.
