February 2012
And my most sensible shoes are totally moth eaten. Wow.
And my grown-up pants don’t work with my boots.
I’m going to have to go to work in jeans and red boots.
My supervisor wears crocs.
Ugh.
CAN’T I JUST KEEP WEARING HEELS
QUICK SOMEONE BRING ME SENSIBLE SHOES BEFORE 7:30 AM TOMORROW!
I am plagued by the sudden realization (after my supervisor suggested I wear some sensible flats tomorrow, due to a change in work location) that I don’t have sensible flats. I have bright red boots, and glittery ballet flats, and plainer flats that give me nasty blisters, and brown boots that I never wear because they pinch so.
Let’s not even discuss my efforts to strike a balance...
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My ratio of emails sent today to emails received today is almost insulting.
Or get stoned with a pretty and charming man, keeping the cool music.
I’d do that too.
Oh well.
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I want:
to go out for drinks and dance to cool music.
I need:
to do dishes, read, work on a paper, and be in bed by a responsible hour.
Ugh, man.
I have to take off my nail polish.
But I also have to cook, and I’d prefer to do that first.
And before that I need to do some dishes, so I can cook.
And all of that conflicts with my desire to go lay down for bed a coupla hours early.
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I want
stuffed shells
chick’n strips
chili mango
LOVE
a reachable writing partner
human subjects clearance
This list has gotten off topic.
I don’t think I have ever cared less about the ethics of genetic research than I do at precisely this moment, when I am being tested on such in order to get permission for a SILLY SURVEY ABOUT NON-LIFE THREATENING INTERNET FUN THINGS
/ugh
OH MY GOD, HUMAN SUBJECTS CLEARANCE. MY LITTLE ANONYMOUS SURVEY ABOUT INTERNET FUN STUFF IS NOT ON PAR WITH INFECTING PRISONERS WITH FATAL DISEASES. FOR FUCKS SAKE JUST GIMME MY CLEARANCE.
H8 U, IRB.
Wednesdays seem to be The Day I Wait For Emails [While Trying To Remember To Focus On Other Stuff that Must Be Done].
I cannot take two days off in a row.
I cannot take two days off in a row.
I cannot take two days off in a row.
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Today was supposed to be a great rainy day off, full of getting-ahead productivity.
Instead I developed the sort of stomach ache that is just crippling cramps with no sort of relief, worsened by nausea. Spent the day in bed, whimpering whenever my kitty wiggled the mattress.
Now I am trying to restrain myself from wolfing down an entire package of plain tortillas (gentle on a questionable...
“To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can...”
– Frederico Garcia Lorca, Blood Wedding. (via helveticafutura)
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So, tomorrow.
The class I am actually taking is cancelled. The class I am auditing is only running for half the period, ‘cause the prof wants to go hear some speaker in another department. And it’s supposed to be raining.
Poll: would you go? ‘Cause I’m having trouble convincing myself that half an audited class is worth that much bus travel on a rainy day.
btw
Got my internship.
Check this out, things going exactly the way I planned and wanted.
Keep some appendages crossed for me today, ok?
Last spring I started setting up a really unique and awesome internship. A couple weeks ago, it fell through. But! There’s still a chance that I might get to intern at the same location, which would be peachy, because not only is it the third environment-type in my desired trifecta of experiences, it’s also an easy commute. I want that...
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If anyone knows how to get it through my head that I’m already halfway through this quarter (as opposed to just barely starting it) please, let me know.
I am so pleased with and excited by how well my driving lesson went to day, I may be sick.
I have been putting off getting out of bed, because I know that there will be no cheesy waffles waiting for me when I leave the bedroom, and I can’t quite bring myself to face this highly unfortunate fact yet.
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I am currently still in bed, dreaming of apartments that offer a variety of sleepy brunch locations within a 3-4 block radius.
Oh, oh, how I miss that.
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pileofmonkeys:
“Saying you shouldn’t be held responsible for what your ‘online personas’ say is like saying Bruce Wayne has no control over what Batman does.” -prehyped
relevant to so much of my life these days.
Hey, you know what’s funny?
What’s funny is my writing partner who was supposed to submit our proposal to this conference by its WEDNESDAY deadline emailing me today that yeah, submitting, totally, but was there some secret code or something to find the submission page, because she has been trying to submit it TWO DAYS AFTER THE DEADLINE OF THIS MAJOR NATIONAL THING THAT SAYS ALL OVER...
Clarification: I do not have a new boyfriend. Just a giggly, swoony mood for no actual reason whatsoever.
I currently have this lovely giggly feeling, like I have a new boyfriend whom I’m going to see tonight.
It’s going to be a real bummer when this feeling wears off.
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Met with my committee today.
Wasn’t terrible. They were all quite supportive. I do just wish, however, that I had been able to come across more prepared, less about-to-puke-or-pass-out.
Oh well.