i totally haven't posted in almost a month-and-a-half...and it's been massively busy, although busyness tends to yield few sources of excitement. i did enjoy the playwriting workshop with Tomson Highway -- though it was not what i expected, and i found the collaborative nature of the enterprise daunting; i enjoyed the Rodin exhibit well enough; ( Read more... )

( things i need to do today, some of them terribly domestic )

i did not have enough coffee today...though this latest version of the ms is finished & much reading has been done.

& the weather is evil.

is it unreasonable to say -- when putting together a syllabus for a 6 credit hour/6 week second year class -- that, because of the condensed nature of the course, late papers will be docked 10% per day for the first 3 days, after which they will be worth 0?

so -- sorry. my bad.

in other news, although my day started reasonably well -- a purring cat, a conversation with s, and breakfast with zrblm -- i am now cranky, having spent an inordinate amount of time on busy work for class. (the only good thing right now is that it's my last. class. ever.) &, after having submitted an article on monday, i checked ( Read more... )

my brain quit on page 14.5 of the article i'm supposed to have finished by tomorrow afternoon.

i am so fucked.

looking for a new metaphor:
not putting one's nose to the grindstone, but....

any ideas? (preferably something less painful)

i don't care how early i get up in the morning & with what intentions, it seems i'm destined never to get any work done before noon. now i have to rush to get to school....

it's too early for this!

(although crappy weather tends to increase my productivity, if only i can drag my ass out of bed.)

the derrida conference is over -- for me, since early this afternoon...i'm exhausted (still -- but less than i was) -- i can't say i'm sorry, really. as conferences go, the quality of the papers was good...more or less...i'm not up for lengthy commentary.