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Tuesday, March 02, 2004

Today I look like I'm on drugs. I'm not, of course. I only look like a druggie because I haven't had a proper night's sleep in nearly three weeks. That's a long time to go without proper sleep. Especially for someone accustomed to 10 hours a night, most nights. Last night I think I got a total (if you add up the bits of restless nap between my continually waking up not quite sure where I was) of 1.5 hours. if that. and still managed to wrench myself from bed at 8am to go to class. Fortunately, this particular professor doesn't seem to mind that - on the rare occasion that I actually show up for class in the first place - I spend the majority of the time staring off into space, with my mouth hanging half open. great thing about utter exhaustion, though, is that two hours of boring class felt like 20 minutes of spacing out & doing my best not to drool.

It appears that was my only point today. hmm. need sleep. v.badly.

So: I've recently laid a master plan...w/r/t school, and finishing my master's by the end of May. Because then, during the summer, while everyone else is stressing over their dissertations, I'll be done. and gloating to my heart's content! and why not immerse myself in work - for once?? Now is a good time for it if there ever was one...I have the time to get all of this done quickly...nothing special occupying my time, outside of work, and I can do schoolwork at work, so - - yeah. get my mind off of things less pleasant than school, and get my shite done, and then - - - go home for a spell. funk. come back. sleep. go to a new school. that's my plan right now. oh - and throwing a proper, American-style kegger at the beginning of May, to mark my & Cat's birthdays...we've no idea where we're going to find red Dixie cups, though.

Finally went and checked out TheRazor'sEdge...with the intent to read it, sooner or later. Later, really, since I was originally supposed to have read it two summers ago, but never managed to find a copy. Of course, with my reading problems, I may well be working on this novel for the rest of my time in Edinburgh, but I will make an honest effort to get through it. Maybe that's what I'll do during the summer, while everyone else is stressing - - try to read. *stupid gimpy eyes*

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