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grammargirlSo today is the day that I meet with both my thesis advisor and my new professor for my thesis seminar, and explain to them, preferably without sounding like a complete jackass, that I have made next to no progress since break.
I really don't know what my problem is. I have less than two weeks at this point to write the Enlightenment paper from last semester, and I haven't so much as thought about what I'm going to do. If I don't finish, I get an E for that course. I haven't failed a class since Algebra II in 11th grade, and I'll be damned if I'm going to fail one in my major; so why did I spend last night at the Daily with Aubrey, watching the next batch of no talent American Idol wannabes and making fun of the State of the Union (the close-up of Senator Rick "frothy mixture of fecal matter and lube that sometimes results from anal sex" Santorum when Bush was talking about the Defense of Marriage Act was priceless) when I should have been anklecuffed to a computer in the fishbowl, furiously trying to get something accomplished so I don't look like an asshat when I meet with my thesis advisor for the first time in a month?
I hate this. I know that I tend to lose motivation toward the end of the year, and that's multiplied tremendously when I'm about to graduate. It happened in eighth grade, and it happened my senior year of high school. You'd think that knowing about it in advance would have made it easier to head it off at the pass, but really it just increased the feeling of inevitability, the feeling that I couldn't do anything to fix the problem anyway, so why even bother? Even right now, I'm too busy playing that inane yet shockingly addictiveYeti game and updating LJ instead of doing the Witchcraft reading I've barely dented.
Yes, today is definitely a March of the Sinister Ducks kind of day.
Wearing plaid jackets and horrible shoes,
Getting divorces and turning to booze,
Ducks, ducks! Quack quack! Quack quack!
Ducks, ducks! Quack quack! Quack quack!
I really don't know what my problem is. I have less than two weeks at this point to write the Enlightenment paper from last semester, and I haven't so much as thought about what I'm going to do. If I don't finish, I get an E for that course. I haven't failed a class since Algebra II in 11th grade, and I'll be damned if I'm going to fail one in my major; so why did I spend last night at the Daily with Aubrey, watching the next batch of no talent American Idol wannabes and making fun of the State of the Union (the close-up of Senator Rick "frothy mixture of fecal matter and lube that sometimes results from anal sex" Santorum when Bush was talking about the Defense of Marriage Act was priceless) when I should have been anklecuffed to a computer in the fishbowl, furiously trying to get something accomplished so I don't look like an asshat when I meet with my thesis advisor for the first time in a month?
I hate this. I know that I tend to lose motivation toward the end of the year, and that's multiplied tremendously when I'm about to graduate. It happened in eighth grade, and it happened my senior year of high school. You'd think that knowing about it in advance would have made it easier to head it off at the pass, but really it just increased the feeling of inevitability, the feeling that I couldn't do anything to fix the problem anyway, so why even bother? Even right now, I'm too busy playing that inane yet shockingly addictiveYeti game and updating LJ instead of doing the Witchcraft reading I've barely dented.
Yes, today is definitely a March of the Sinister Ducks kind of day.
Wearing plaid jackets and horrible shoes,
Getting divorces and turning to booze,
Ducks, ducks! Quack quack! Quack quack!
Ducks, ducks! Quack quack! Quack quack!
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SANTORUM!
Date: 2004-01-21 09:59 am (UTC)What was up with that part about professional athletes and steroids!??! Is that a major policy issue that most Americans should be focusing on???
Anyway, this probably isn't particularly helping you got get your work done, but, I'm Sasha, and I have been enjoying your journal from behind the scenes.
Mind if I add you to my friends?
Re: SANTORUM!
Date: 2004-01-21 10:18 am (UTC)Re: SANTORUM loves witches!
Date: 2004-01-21 10:32 am (UTC)Re: SANTORUM loves witches!
Date: 2004-01-21 12:47 pm (UTC)In other news, we've been in class for more than two weeks now, and today I accidentally went to one of my classes an hour and a half early.
It's just been one of those days.
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Date: 2004-01-21 08:43 pm (UTC)