A root canal would be less painful.

[oh_the_grandeur]

My thesis is like a giant, nubbly, uneven ball of yarn; the tighter I try to wind it, the more it springs out of my fingers and explodes into tangential loops and tangles, and the cat is over there munching heartily on what used to be my results? I'm quickly losing my grasp on the English language. Fortunately, I keep thinking to myself that I don't know how I would have avoided this problem even if I had started my work in a timely and responsible manner. So I feel a bit less guilty, but still almost paralyzed by the resultant anxiety attack having a disco party in my stomach. My words are yarn, and I can't even knit a scarf. I'm fucked.

I caught a preview for Fast Food Nation today. It makes me feel a little better about the jump from book to film. I couldn't quite see how it could be done with any amount of authenticity, but maybe the message makes it less necessary? I don't know. I'm very interested to see the resolution of the tension between the commercial compromises necessary to make a lucrative film and the very crazy-vegan-animal-rights-activist content that people could assume and use to write off the thing completely. See? English language...dissolving like goldfish crackers spilled in a puddle. What? I will be illiterate by midnight. Anyone else anticipating the movie? Read the book? Rolling their eyes at the cute futility of activism? Let's talk, while I still can. *SNIFF* *tear*