essay update
Saeed is like 4700 words (that's 700 over the max) and at a sticking point (just need to blather about the connections between Clinton/Obama metaphors and Mac/PC metaphors but lost inspiration around 4am). I'm gonna let the dust settle for a few days then revisit it with fresh(er) eyes.
I'm recycling some of the paper I wrote for Máire two years ago to write Harris's comparing created Gaeltachts. They're starting up a new one in Ontario (of all places). It's only one summer old but I think they have plans to make it a permanent residence.
and thoroughly uninspired to do a lab writeup for phonology. I don't know why I'm so opposed to downloading the speech analysis software onto my own computer, cause I'm gonna have to sooner or later. This paper ain't gonna be written in the lab.
Diarmaid's coming over for dinner tonight, and I'm happy I'm going to see him. I can't even explain why we should get each other so well, but I'm so comfortable around him. I like having guy friends.
Y'know what's weird? It seems I have a weakness for guys with-- not lisps, but like half-lisps. Diarmaid says S in a different way. It's still sibilant, but not as much as "normal." (Dentalized? Advanced?) And so does Simon. Whose initials are the same as Sean McCann, by the way.
Still beset by the damn rash, too. My chest itches at night, and so does this spot right at the base of my skull.
I haven't left the apartment since... Saturday. Yep. And probably won't leave it today except to toss my trash in the courtyard dumpster. Writing essays is insanity. hey, at least there's no construction today. Yay Easter Monday.
I'm recycling some of the paper I wrote for Máire two years ago to write Harris's comparing created Gaeltachts. They're starting up a new one in Ontario (of all places). It's only one summer old but I think they have plans to make it a permanent residence.
and thoroughly uninspired to do a lab writeup for phonology. I don't know why I'm so opposed to downloading the speech analysis software onto my own computer, cause I'm gonna have to sooner or later. This paper ain't gonna be written in the lab.
Diarmaid's coming over for dinner tonight, and I'm happy I'm going to see him. I can't even explain why we should get each other so well, but I'm so comfortable around him. I like having guy friends.
Y'know what's weird? It seems I have a weakness for guys with-- not lisps, but like half-lisps. Diarmaid says S in a different way. It's still sibilant, but not as much as "normal." (Dentalized? Advanced?) And so does Simon. Whose initials are the same as Sean McCann, by the way.
Still beset by the damn rash, too. My chest itches at night, and so does this spot right at the base of my skull.
I haven't left the apartment since... Saturday. Yep. And probably won't leave it today except to toss my trash in the courtyard dumpster. Writing essays is insanity. hey, at least there's no construction today. Yay Easter Monday.