Today is the day for drama
It's not so much the money, not really. It's the stress. Or rather, the anticipation of the stress.
There's a Daffy Duck moment in one of the cartoons involving the Abominable Snowman, in which Daffy says: I'm not like other people; I can't stand pain. It hurts me. Sometimes I feel a little like that, but instead of pain, it's stress. I'm not like other people; I can't stand stress. It stresses me out.
This isn't to say that I'm special or precious or that I even believe that sentence. It just means that I'm as worried about getting overworked and overstressed as I can be about the actually thing that stresses me.
I'm anxious. I've been having anxiety attacks at more and more frequent intervals recently. I'm tense a lot. And it's not about how things are now, it's about how things are going to be tomorrow. It's the anticipation of being without money. It's that, if I have to get a part time job on top of working full time on the PhD, I'm going to get even more stressed. I won't have time to do housework, or I'll get snappish at my friends (and especially my flatmates). I won't be able to lapse into 'being' and relax. I'll encourage wank online. I'll be an unpleasant person to be around. And it'll get worse and worse. And I'm giving myself anxiety just thinking about it - see?
I'm scared.
ANYWAY, let's talk about actual tomorrow.
matgb, rowanberries? The Northern Line is down, so I recommend leaving plenty of time to get a bus to Angel.
How's 7.00 at Angel sound?
There's a Daffy Duck moment in one of the cartoons involving the Abominable Snowman, in which Daffy says: I'm not like other people; I can't stand pain. It hurts me. Sometimes I feel a little like that, but instead of pain, it's stress. I'm not like other people; I can't stand stress. It stresses me out.
This isn't to say that I'm special or precious or that I even believe that sentence. It just means that I'm as worried about getting overworked and overstressed as I can be about the actually thing that stresses me.
I'm anxious. I've been having anxiety attacks at more and more frequent intervals recently. I'm tense a lot. And it's not about how things are now, it's about how things are going to be tomorrow. It's the anticipation of being without money. It's that, if I have to get a part time job on top of working full time on the PhD, I'm going to get even more stressed. I won't have time to do housework, or I'll get snappish at my friends (and especially my flatmates). I won't be able to lapse into 'being' and relax. I'll encourage wank online. I'll be an unpleasant person to be around. And it'll get worse and worse. And I'm giving myself anxiety just thinking about it - see?
I'm scared.
ANYWAY, let's talk about actual tomorrow.
matgb, rowanberries? The Northern Line is down, so I recommend leaving plenty of time to get a bus to Angel.
How's 7.00 at Angel sound?