It's nine o'clock. But it's not a Saturday so I can't quote Billy Joel.
I've been having some frustration lately with my senior seminar - namely the hook for my thesis. I'm not sure where I want to take the information I have and it's been driving me crazy, since everyone else seems to be doing just fine with it and I'm stuck. It makes me feel like a bad historian, honestly.
Because of the anxiety involved in this, occasionally I've had HOCD spikes this semester (and I'm in the process of one right now as I write this, so). I know that a lot of that comes from increased stress, and I need to find a way to take it easy, but I haven't always had time to draw, so it's not exactly fun. I need to sit down and draw one day soon. I've got a lot of art requests to get through.
In happier news, Nine Shot First is a go, so I'll be covering Stanford baseball for G9 Sports, which I'm totally excited about. It's just...yay! The season starts tomorrow at Rice and I am a very, very happy girl to have my boys back. Even though most of them are now younger than me so it makes me feel creepy when I'm attracted to them.
And JED IS IN CAMP AND THIS IS A GOOD THING. Sounds like he'll be Super Utility Man, but if Scutaro falters he'll be shortstop, eeeek! Also, he apparently had the mono symptoms as early as late 2008. Knowing his luck, he probably went to a museum and got it from a water fountain by drinking from it after some third-grader did. Mono does that, though - it can sit latent for years before finally striking someone. It's a nasty little bugger. (The GiantMicrobes version is too cute for me to get mad at it, though.)
Stupid little thing: this is my last semester and I'm finding myself slightly interested in the Gettysburg staff ace. He's in my seminar. I should probably not do anything since it's really late in my college career, but...eeee. Staff ace.
Because of the anxiety involved in this, occasionally I've had HOCD spikes this semester (and I'm in the process of one right now as I write this, so). I know that a lot of that comes from increased stress, and I need to find a way to take it easy, but I haven't always had time to draw, so it's not exactly fun. I need to sit down and draw one day soon. I've got a lot of art requests to get through.
In happier news, Nine Shot First is a go, so I'll be covering Stanford baseball for G9 Sports, which I'm totally excited about. It's just...yay! The season starts tomorrow at Rice and I am a very, very happy girl to have my boys back. Even though most of them are now younger than me so it makes me feel creepy when I'm attracted to them.
And JED IS IN CAMP AND THIS IS A GOOD THING. Sounds like he'll be Super Utility Man, but if Scutaro falters he'll be shortstop, eeeek! Also, he apparently had the mono symptoms as early as late 2008. Knowing his luck, he probably went to a museum and got it from a water fountain by drinking from it after some third-grader did. Mono does that, though - it can sit latent for years before finally striking someone. It's a nasty little bugger. (The GiantMicrobes version is too cute for me to get mad at it, though.)
Stupid little thing: this is my last semester and I'm finding myself slightly interested in the Gettysburg staff ace. He's in my seminar. I should probably not do anything since it's really late in my college career, but...eeee. Staff ace.