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sooo just got my laptop back from being sent away for fixing... it kept turning off at random and would have difficulty turning back on. when i brought it in they said it sounded like the hard drive was hooped and it would have to be wiped. like nine days later they call me to say, drum roll please, there was just a tag from a shirt lodged in the computer. you could tell they had a laugh over it.
i love not being in political science classes. those people are fucks. my french class is really hard (2x accelerated) but there is very little homework, just tests and participation so it's still a minute amount of work compared to normally writing a couple of papers and a couple of exams per class. and the only other in-class class i have is metaethics with my future husband professor woodcock. i was in his class and i had this moment of cheer and comfort when i realized he was actually taking a difficult topic and trying to break it down and simplify it for the class instead of just pompously throwing us in and seeing if we sink or swim like they often do in poli sci. i don't really think they care if you learn, just that you do the work. i've scheduled two hours a day of thesis-writing time and have mostly stuck to it so far. i am falling in love with the topic which i think i will be thankful for over the next three months.
here's a picture to prove what a productive person i am now.
these are my notes for the thesis project so far, and my newly-made week schedule :D
the wine glass is honestly full of water. i just like that glass.
have seriously cut back on my drinking and LOVING it. i just feel a lot better, and i've saved money. yesterday i drank a fair bit of beer because i was at a punk show (lulz) but i didn't get drunk and i haven't been drunk in ages now. feeling cautiously optimistic.
after thesis time i have a whole two hours with which to knit and listen to hemingway on audiobook (as read by charlton heston!). i love having time to do these things.
i love not being in political science classes. those people are fucks. my french class is really hard (2x accelerated) but there is very little homework, just tests and participation so it's still a minute amount of work compared to normally writing a couple of papers and a couple of exams per class. and the only other in-class class i have is metaethics with my future husband professor woodcock. i was in his class and i had this moment of cheer and comfort when i realized he was actually taking a difficult topic and trying to break it down and simplify it for the class instead of just pompously throwing us in and seeing if we sink or swim like they often do in poli sci. i don't really think they care if you learn, just that you do the work. i've scheduled two hours a day of thesis-writing time and have mostly stuck to it so far. i am falling in love with the topic which i think i will be thankful for over the next three months.
here's a picture to prove what a productive person i am now.
these are my notes for the thesis project so far, and my newly-made week schedule :D
the wine glass is honestly full of water. i just like that glass.
have seriously cut back on my drinking and LOVING it. i just feel a lot better, and i've saved money. yesterday i drank a fair bit of beer because i was at a punk show (lulz) but i didn't get drunk and i haven't been drunk in ages now. feeling cautiously optimistic.
after thesis time i have a whole two hours with which to knit and listen to hemingway on audiobook (as read by charlton heston!). i love having time to do these things.