Crash
My brain has officially shut off.
I can't concentrate on anything. There are way too many things that I have to do, and I simply cannot make my brain obey, no matter how much I will it to do work. Even something like my Creative NonFic final essay assignment... I had some great ideas, a wonderful idea of a beautiful brilliant essay to write. But I've been sitting here for the last two hours and I don't even have one page written.
This is a fucking ridiculous time for my brain to crash, and I don't know how I can shock it back to life.
I think I'm going to try to veg for about an hour, get my head back in the game, maybe do some reading for pleasure. *Gasp* Wait, reading? For FUN? I wonder if I can even remember how to do it anymore. But yeah, that's my goal for the moment. Then maybe get my camp application finished up. But academia? My head can't even begin to wrap around that at the moment.
Ashley Knopf's away message today is love:
"You know when you're driving in your car and you're tired of listening to your cds, so you start to flip through the radio? Station to station just hoping you land on something good? Thats my life right now. I want to land on something good, maybe a classic rock song, maybe a good new rock song, but I have this fear that I'll land on some new J.Lo song, or worse-talk radio, where there is no music, just a bunch of pointless babbling. Suburbia is talk radio."
I can't concentrate on anything. There are way too many things that I have to do, and I simply cannot make my brain obey, no matter how much I will it to do work. Even something like my Creative NonFic final essay assignment... I had some great ideas, a wonderful idea of a beautiful brilliant essay to write. But I've been sitting here for the last two hours and I don't even have one page written.
This is a fucking ridiculous time for my brain to crash, and I don't know how I can shock it back to life.
I think I'm going to try to veg for about an hour, get my head back in the game, maybe do some reading for pleasure. *Gasp* Wait, reading? For FUN? I wonder if I can even remember how to do it anymore. But yeah, that's my goal for the moment. Then maybe get my camp application finished up. But academia? My head can't even begin to wrap around that at the moment.
Ashley Knopf's away message today is love:
"You know when you're driving in your car and you're tired of listening to your cds, so you start to flip through the radio? Station to station just hoping you land on something good? Thats my life right now. I want to land on something good, maybe a classic rock song, maybe a good new rock song, but I have this fear that I'll land on some new J.Lo song, or worse-talk radio, where there is no music, just a bunch of pointless babbling. Suburbia is talk radio."