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stunt_muppet) wrote2007-03-21 05:58 pm
stunt_muppet) wrote2007-03-21 05:58 pm
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Homework-fleeing ten-minute LJ break number one
I'm sure there'll be more.
I have come to a sobering realization over the past few days:
Even on my haven LiveJournal, the internet is full of stupid.
Once *again* I'm forced to miss CSI: NY. Some network needs to syndicate this crime lab so that I can catch up on everything.
Book comparisons/AT/dinner now. Ta.
[EDIT] LJ Break Part The Second, 11:22 PM.
Carpet still stubbornly resisting all attempts at vaccuuming. However, this prevents me from procrastinating, since I'd rather do my book comparisons then pick stuff out of the carpet.
I really want a Union cookie sandwich. It's two fist-size chocolate-chip cookies stuck together with frosting that oozes out the sides when you bite into it. That cookie sandwich has brightened many an evening.
[EDIT AGAIN] 2 am now. Still not done. Should probably just get some sleep, because my attention span is going kerplooie.
Cookie sandwich craving has not gone away.
[EDIT AGAIN AGAIN] If it weren't for Diet Coke I'd probably be dead. Getting up this morning was like crawling out of a tomb.
However, I've actually managed to stay somewhat on task today. And I've managed to bite back the urge to fic. Odd, that.
[EDIT TO THE FOURTH] Ugh. Who am I kidding. I can't focus on anything for more than ten minutes anymore.
I'm sure it doesn't help that I'm trying to snowplow my way through Spinoza, who I cannot figure out without the aid of my proffessor. I'm supposed to post two questions about it by tomorrow.
Know what? By this point, I'm not sure I care whether or not God is a substance, or whatever. I just want to go to bed.
[EDIT PART THE FIFTH] Wow, now it's 2 am tomorrow. And yet I'm not actually sleepy. I think all that caffeine and chocolate is finally starting to kick in again.
Haven't taken an LJ break in hours. I'm due for one.
Dear Mommy: Thank you so much for sending me black chai.
My Bio prof, wonderful human being that he usually is, didn't send me the take-home portion of my Bio exam. That means I'm probably going to have to do it at home, but it also means I'm off the hook tonight. Nice. (I did send him two e-mails. It's not like I blew it off.) I hope he's not mad, though. Maybe I did something wrong. Maybe I sent the e-mail too late. Maybe I was supposed to send it at a specific time or something. I don't think he said anything about that, but still. I'm worried.
Watch it be in my inbox right now.
I've still got two tests and I've still gotta pack. And I haven't finished my Oz essay. My Humanities prof suggested a rather interesting idea that I'd culled from my freewriting: an essay about entrances and exits, and about stagecraft. It'd help if I knew jack about stagecraft, but it's probably a little late to learn. He also told me to loosen up. I'm not sure what to make of that.
[EDIT YET ONCE MORE] Almost 5 am now. Still haven't even started this essay. Only just now got any idea what I was talking about.
I am also getting carpal tunnel from this keyboard. Not kidding. My wrists are locking up and all that.
Someone please shoot me in the head. Repeatedly. Until I'm dead. And then shoot me again, just in case it didn't take.
Even on my haven LiveJournal, the internet is full of stupid.
Once *again* I'm forced to miss CSI: NY. Some network needs to syndicate this crime lab so that I can catch up on everything.
Book comparisons/AT/dinner now. Ta.
[EDIT] LJ Break Part The Second, 11:22 PM.
Carpet still stubbornly resisting all attempts at vaccuuming. However, this prevents me from procrastinating, since I'd rather do my book comparisons then pick stuff out of the carpet.
I really want a Union cookie sandwich. It's two fist-size chocolate-chip cookies stuck together with frosting that oozes out the sides when you bite into it. That cookie sandwich has brightened many an evening.
[EDIT AGAIN] 2 am now. Still not done. Should probably just get some sleep, because my attention span is going kerplooie.
Cookie sandwich craving has not gone away.
[EDIT AGAIN AGAIN] If it weren't for Diet Coke I'd probably be dead. Getting up this morning was like crawling out of a tomb.
However, I've actually managed to stay somewhat on task today. And I've managed to bite back the urge to fic. Odd, that.
[EDIT TO THE FOURTH] Ugh. Who am I kidding. I can't focus on anything for more than ten minutes anymore.
I'm sure it doesn't help that I'm trying to snowplow my way through Spinoza, who I cannot figure out without the aid of my proffessor. I'm supposed to post two questions about it by tomorrow.
Know what? By this point, I'm not sure I care whether or not God is a substance, or whatever. I just want to go to bed.
[EDIT PART THE FIFTH] Wow, now it's 2 am tomorrow. And yet I'm not actually sleepy. I think all that caffeine and chocolate is finally starting to kick in again.
Haven't taken an LJ break in hours. I'm due for one.
Dear Mommy: Thank you so much for sending me black chai.
My Bio prof, wonderful human being that he usually is, didn't send me the take-home portion of my Bio exam. That means I'm probably going to have to do it at home, but it also means I'm off the hook tonight. Nice. (I did send him two e-mails. It's not like I blew it off.) I hope he's not mad, though. Maybe I did something wrong. Maybe I sent the e-mail too late. Maybe I was supposed to send it at a specific time or something. I don't think he said anything about that, but still. I'm worried.
Watch it be in my inbox right now.
I've still got two tests and I've still gotta pack. And I haven't finished my Oz essay. My Humanities prof suggested a rather interesting idea that I'd culled from my freewriting: an essay about entrances and exits, and about stagecraft. It'd help if I knew jack about stagecraft, but it's probably a little late to learn. He also told me to loosen up. I'm not sure what to make of that.
[EDIT YET ONCE MORE] Almost 5 am now. Still haven't even started this essay. Only just now got any idea what I was talking about.
I am also getting carpal tunnel from this keyboard. Not kidding. My wrists are locking up and all that.
Someone please shoot me in the head. Repeatedly. Until I'm dead. And then shoot me again, just in case it didn't take.
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I've used Innertube before, and while it usually ends up taking forever to buffer and being blocky and wierd when it plays, that's probably because I'm not doing something right. So off to poke at that I go.
Thanks!
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We didn't start Spinoza until now; we've already made our way though Descartes and Berkeley. Thing is, I could actually get my mind around those, with some help from my professor. However, when we started getting into Spinoza's adroit combination of metaphysics and *math*, things stopped making any sense.
I can't even imagine starting out reading Spinoza. That would've been enough to make me give up right there.