warning: core dump ahead
This week has had a little more chaos in it than I like my weeks to have. I'm not yet to the point of feeling three threads away from coming apart at the seams, but I'm getting uncomfortably close.
The details are exceptionally boring, and I won't dwell on them except to say that I really wish I weren't teaching a 6:30 am class (yes, you read that right) every Thursday morning for the next 10 weeks. The first class is tomorrow morning, and way too much stuff has been put on hold because of it in the past few days, starting with the dissertation and continuing right on down the list to laundry.
LJ entries and list posts have been among the casualties of this particular bout of chaos. Planned (and in some cases partially-written) posts include thoughts on movies (cf truepenny's recent posts), notes on a couple more Farscape eps, musings on swimming and body image (separately and together), a declaration of abiding love for my bright green Mongoose bicycle, an edited-for-public-consumption version for the vidder list of my VividCon posts, and about six music roundups (which have, in fairness, been accumulating for months now).
Plus I had thoughts about vidding this morning which are now gone, and Truepenny and I have been having over the past several days a wandering and unfocused but very interesting conversation about secondary-world-building with alternative cultural antecedents (I'm sure there are clearer and tidier ways to say that but I can't think of one right now) which I would love to write up but I've lost most of it now anyhow because my brain is failing to retain anything of interest these days. Oh, and I've been reading this Routledge Cybercultures Reader thingy and having thoughts about it too, which I think I wrote down somewhere on a piece of paper that is now . . . somewhere in this apartment. Typical.
Also, I have a sink (and half an additional counter) full of dirty dishes, which, while not especially weighing on my mind, does sort of complete the picture.
My hope is that I'll have at least a little time tomorrow afternoon to do dishes and laundry and possibly some writing. Having said that, of course, I can now assume that I will in fact be kept on campus until 2:00 by technological difficulties and helpless professors. Grr, argh. Friday, at any rate, is reserved for reading Truepenny's dissertation, to which I am quite looking forward, since I've read most of the constituent parts already and they are, not surprisingly, wicked smart.
I think it's a good thing that I can maintain a certain upbeat crankiness in the face of all this, because otherwise I would just be pathetic. Or, you know, stark raving mad.
The details are exceptionally boring, and I won't dwell on them except to say that I really wish I weren't teaching a 6:30 am class (yes, you read that right) every Thursday morning for the next 10 weeks. The first class is tomorrow morning, and way too much stuff has been put on hold because of it in the past few days, starting with the dissertation and continuing right on down the list to laundry.
LJ entries and list posts have been among the casualties of this particular bout of chaos. Planned (and in some cases partially-written) posts include thoughts on movies (cf truepenny's recent posts), notes on a couple more Farscape eps, musings on swimming and body image (separately and together), a declaration of abiding love for my bright green Mongoose bicycle, an edited-for-public-consumption version for the vidder list of my VividCon posts, and about six music roundups (which have, in fairness, been accumulating for months now).
Plus I had thoughts about vidding this morning which are now gone, and Truepenny and I have been having over the past several days a wandering and unfocused but very interesting conversation about secondary-world-building with alternative cultural antecedents (I'm sure there are clearer and tidier ways to say that but I can't think of one right now) which I would love to write up but I've lost most of it now anyhow because my brain is failing to retain anything of interest these days. Oh, and I've been reading this Routledge Cybercultures Reader thingy and having thoughts about it too, which I think I wrote down somewhere on a piece of paper that is now . . . somewhere in this apartment. Typical.
Also, I have a sink (and half an additional counter) full of dirty dishes, which, while not especially weighing on my mind, does sort of complete the picture.
My hope is that I'll have at least a little time tomorrow afternoon to do dishes and laundry and possibly some writing. Having said that, of course, I can now assume that I will in fact be kept on campus until 2:00 by technological difficulties and helpless professors. Grr, argh. Friday, at any rate, is reserved for reading Truepenny's dissertation, to which I am quite looking forward, since I've read most of the constituent parts already and they are, not surprisingly, wicked smart.
I think it's a good thing that I can maintain a certain upbeat crankiness in the face of all this, because otherwise I would just be pathetic. Or, you know, stark raving mad.