Idling
Yes, srsly. As you may recall, I am still afflicted with the remnants of the Evil Cold I and so many more picked up at Wiscon, and feeling fairly washed out. Unfortunately, this week was a week of many work commitments that it would have been really problematic for me to not do unless I was actually incapable of leaving the house. There were 2 important meetings with donors/depositors, managing to have a discussion with person whose project I am managing who started while I was away, and giving a presentation, alongside standard public service duties including being special collections supervisor during late opening.
This was all achieved with, I think, a good deal of success, but leaving me feeling extremely exhausted.
Plus, request for revision of a journal article in the light of copyediting queries with a very tight turnaround time.
Fortunately, I had booked myself today off - I'd originally hoped that I could organise the annual boiler-servicing visit, which was rather optimistic, but hey, I needed the time off anyway.
So here I am, totally slacking off.
Apart from thinking, in the light of the copyediting queries which asked me to give a reference for a mention of the 1923 furore over the prosecution of UK anarchists for publishing Sanger's Family Limitation, which is alluded to briefly hither and yon in the secondary literature on the b-c movement in the UK but no-one has written it up in extenso - someone needs to write something about that, o hey, that would probably be me...
***
Still creeped out by this:
I am a relatively successful business-man aged 30. Since moving to the UK, my fiancee has not worked despite a masters degree. Every time I bring the subject up, I get fobbed off. This has put pressure on our finances as I am also paying off her student loan.
When we came to London, I asked her to marry me to make our bond permanent. I am now wondering whether I should bother, as all I get is empty promises and constant excuses of "being sick". It's not as if I couldn't get another girl as I am relatively good- looking. I'm just running out of patience.
Okay, lots of unanswered questions there, but I'd be ambivalent about committing to someone who thinks 'girls' are fungible items.
Also creeped by Prince's really very bizarre vision of life in Islamic countries:
"It's fun being in Islamic countries, to know there's only one religion. There's order. You wear a burqa. There's no choice. People are happy with that."
Islam - so not monolithic in itself, not to mention, many predominantly Islamic countries have religious minorities. And that vision of order and no choice: wow, it's like a condensed dystopian novel, isn't it?
This entry was originally posted at http://oursin.dreamwidth.org/1461611.html. Please comment there using OpenID. View
comments.