I've just been in this terribly grim, dour, desperate mood, which causes me to see all my father's faults writ large in me. I think it has to do with the midterms, possibly, and the fact that I can't smoke, and the fact that I become a stress non-eater if the stress continues long enough, and my UTTER AND COMPLETE TERROR OF FAILURE. Not that I have any reason to believe I'm failing, or going to; I've been consistently pulling an A in Greek, and my Latin has sucked but been okay in most other eyes, and I know I'll do all right in my history class, and I've been doing all right in C311 and I did okay enough in C421.
DOING THINGS I'M SUPPOSED TO update: Still have not finished massive e-mail to
augustuscaesar, which I was supposed to have finished last week. Need to recharge battery in phone, send dragon to Jared, and see if it is not feasible to get a goddamn job. Lecture re: Ciceronian invective is tonight; will definitely attend as deserve treat and costs nothing. Will be followed by massive, panicky revision of L308 translations and increased caffeine intake. I do not expect that Franklin will be kind again.
TERRA INCOGNITA update: Have been keeping up with Terra Incognita fairly well. If I don't hear from R within the month, he's off the list. Am waiting to hear from L and D. Don't know how A's computer is holding up, or if she's going to be back anytime soon; at least Yindi is frozen and Oriolda is sort of passed out. The other A is still interested, but she has had an injury and it will be a while, probably, before I hear from her again. Right now, M,
forgottensanity, and I are pretty much pulling the whole thing along.
ANTS update: Found dead ants on countertop! YES! Some of them are eating the poison! Raid is the shit! Am still waiting for the baits to kill ALL ants, though.