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Oh my goodness why am I not asleep right now? I got like, four hours of sleep last night because I was trying to finish my reading for Sosc (I ended up ten pages short, but that's better than 40). I absolutely intended to take a nap when I got back to the dorm at 12:30ish. But no. I was slow getting myself to lay down because I was distracted by the internet insanity. Then, when I finally got around to splaying out on the couch with my headphones suddenly this knocking started on my door, which gradually got louder as it continued. I knew my roomie was asleep, so I forced myself to answer the door. And that pretty much took up the hours of the afternoon that I was fine sleeping through. And I've ended up wasting the rest of the day because I'm half-awake and unable to concentrate on anything at all. At least I can get away with sleeping in pretty late tomorrow. (Even though I won't... once I end up short on sleep it doesn't quite stop). I did manage to remember to call the theatre today and warn them that I was coming back, though. That's one step towards gainful (partially, at least) employment this summer. Definitely going to have to look harder for something a bit over five bucks an hour though. Grr.
Gah, I can barely focus my eyes, but I don't think I can fall asleep right now. I just don't have it in me. Gah, I haven't done this since last quarter when I was trying to deal with Physics. But... grr, I'm not even working on anything right now. Though I do have to find/make that stupid elf or hobbit costume for this Thursday. I can't believe I have to do that... gah. Perhaps if I go downtownish tomorrow or Thursday morning I can find some sort of fabric store that'll carry something I can make into a quick cloak. Then find someone with a fancy belt buckle and use it as a... broach... pin. thing. My mental thesaurus is dead. As are my typing skills. All right. Resolution. I will get up tomorrow, get an outline for my Sosc paper done, then get a better idea of things down for my Tolkien project and ask one of the profs how formal our writing about the project has to be (I don't want to make it blog-like, but it's going to be hard to leave "I" and "my intentions" out of it. Which have been drilled into me as informal elements). I certainly don't want to have to do some sort of critical analysis of my own crappy LotR fanfiction, that's for certain. Laaa. Wednesday is for packing and hopefully sending things that I packed Tuesday night. Thursday is for working on my CritPers final paper and perhaps moving things into storage. Friday is for the most expensive lunch ever, paying people back what I owe them, and moving whatever's left over into storage and cleaning the room up, getting things organized so I can fly out Saturday. I can't wait to go home! Even though I'm going to be bored at home and hardly anyone's going to be around, at least I'll have some quiet time. Even though I'll have to retire from some of the more interesting bits of the internet, since they don't really come with low-bandwidth options... Sigh. Still. Much quieter, and relaxing.
All right. I feel like I'm only barely coherant, so I'm going to make an attempt at sleep. Sorry for babbling. And if I sound like I'm nuts... well... I promise I just need sleep. And for this quarter to be over. Crap... I should probably e-mail my advisor.
Gah, I can barely focus my eyes, but I don't think I can fall asleep right now. I just don't have it in me. Gah, I haven't done this since last quarter when I was trying to deal with Physics. But... grr, I'm not even working on anything right now. Though I do have to find/make that stupid elf or hobbit costume for this Thursday. I can't believe I have to do that... gah. Perhaps if I go downtownish tomorrow or Thursday morning I can find some sort of fabric store that'll carry something I can make into a quick cloak. Then find someone with a fancy belt buckle and use it as a... broach... pin. thing. My mental thesaurus is dead. As are my typing skills. All right. Resolution. I will get up tomorrow, get an outline for my Sosc paper done, then get a better idea of things down for my Tolkien project and ask one of the profs how formal our writing about the project has to be (I don't want to make it blog-like, but it's going to be hard to leave "I" and "my intentions" out of it. Which have been drilled into me as informal elements). I certainly don't want to have to do some sort of critical analysis of my own crappy LotR fanfiction, that's for certain. Laaa. Wednesday is for packing and hopefully sending things that I packed Tuesday night. Thursday is for working on my CritPers final paper and perhaps moving things into storage. Friday is for the most expensive lunch ever, paying people back what I owe them, and moving whatever's left over into storage and cleaning the room up, getting things organized so I can fly out Saturday. I can't wait to go home! Even though I'm going to be bored at home and hardly anyone's going to be around, at least I'll have some quiet time. Even though I'll have to retire from some of the more interesting bits of the internet, since they don't really come with low-bandwidth options... Sigh. Still. Much quieter, and relaxing.
All right. I feel like I'm only barely coherant, so I'm going to make an attempt at sleep. Sorry for babbling. And if I sound like I'm nuts... well... I promise I just need sleep. And for this quarter to be over. Crap... I should probably e-mail my advisor.
