Plugging along
Sep. 27th, 2004 10:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kiralamouseAnd suddenly I realize how long it's been since I've updated, and how much longer it's been since I updated regularly, and I've come to a conclusion:
I must be getting a life.
Or at least, I must be getting something outside the computer world. I know this because tonight that life is cracking just a bit in response to procrastination. But then, who wants to read The Wife's Lament when one can watch When Harry Met Sally or Karate Kid? Or when one can look up how to use unfamiliar html tagsand then forget and hit ctrl+i to try to italicize LJ text?
Let's see, this week will involve further suicidal action involving dance team, aka humility lessons. Going to be trying to master this routine - why, o choreographer, do you not believe in repeating any moves? - by Saturday, at which time we'll be having our first concert. Meanwhile, I'll be tackling my Beowulf essay and anthropology notes and Ben Franklin's autobiography and, oh yes, reshaping my article for our campus magazine. (My poem will evidently be put in unaltered. I wish I shared the poetry editor's confidence that "it will uplift many people," but I'm rather convinced it's merely drivel rather cleverly rhymed.) I will also need to plan my schedule next semester - my last college registration! Gack! - and prepare to register at home, since I'll be visiting then... this is not exactly the best of all possible times for my hyper-motivation to slow up.
*sigh* C'est la vie, time to work - and maybe I'm learning that true perseverence means working when you feel overwhelmed. Dear me, I might actually be maturing. I do hope it isn't fatal...
I must be getting a life.
Or at least, I must be getting something outside the computer world. I know this because tonight that life is cracking just a bit in response to procrastination. But then, who wants to read The Wife's Lament when one can watch When Harry Met Sally or Karate Kid? Or when one can look up how to use unfamiliar html tags
Let's see, this week will involve further suicidal action involving dance team, aka humility lessons. Going to be trying to master this routine - why, o choreographer, do you not believe in repeating any moves? - by Saturday, at which time we'll be having our first concert. Meanwhile, I'll be tackling my Beowulf essay and anthropology notes and Ben Franklin's autobiography and, oh yes, reshaping my article for our campus magazine. (My poem will evidently be put in unaltered. I wish I shared the poetry editor's confidence that "it will uplift many people," but I'm rather convinced it's merely drivel rather cleverly rhymed.) I will also need to plan my schedule next semester - my last college registration! Gack! - and prepare to register at home, since I'll be visiting then... this is not exactly the best of all possible times for my hyper-motivation to slow up.
*sigh* C'est la vie, time to work - and maybe I'm learning that true perseverence means working when you feel overwhelmed. Dear me, I might actually be maturing. I do hope it isn't fatal...
