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ink_splotch) wrote2006-11-12 08:21 pm
ink_splotch) wrote2006-11-12 08:21 pm
in cathedrals of our own
Hm. Am in an odd mood. Real life has been infringing on my, well, life. Hm. Actually, that's not true - real life has been preying at the edges of my life and as such, I haven't been enjoying my procrastination.
I'm sure there's a lesson somewhere in there.
I'm currently in the throes of two essays, one of which is filling me with glee (an essay on 'Jane Eyre' and 'Frankenstein', in the context of the narrator) and one which is driving me mad (on 'interpretive communities). Since the madness-inducing one is due first, I'm not allowing myself to start on the glee-inducing one until it is done, which I'm beginning to think is counter-intuitive, particularly since I actually cannot finish the first essay tonight (I need an essay for a citation that isn't available until tomorrow). Argh. You know, if I hadn't procrastinated so much, I would be able to finish it now. Ah. Well. I'm entitled to a learning curve, right?
However, the social life is going quite well, even though that also takes time away from everything else. Lilly, from my hall, and I are getting on suprisingly well. We've been the only two in the hall this weekend, and so we stop and talk when we bump into each other in the kitchen. This included one rather amusing conversation about sex and what turns us on. And clothes and women and a lot of things. Lilly's quite astute and a bit geeky and very nice. Plus, apparently her boyfriend thinks I'm interesting, which is pretty cool. And today, when we were talking about moving out next year (which, whoa, I am not ready to discuss), she mentioned that I should move in with her and her friends. Which was quite neat.
Then there's Rosalin. She's friends with Cathrine through physics and as such, the three of us spend a lot of time together. Ros and I have a slightly antagonistic relationship, as we're both very snarky and very sarcastic; we have a running joke about us 'hating' each other, but apparently Ros was afraid I didn't like her - which isn't true, because Ros is lovely - and asked me about it at dinner. So odd! I'm always the one who's insecure about things like that, it was weird to be on the receiving end.
So in short, everything here is weird. It's enjoyable, yet tedious; interesting, yet annoying. But it is cosy here.
And I'm going to see my dad in two weeks, which'll be awesome.
I'm sure there's a lesson somewhere in there.
I'm currently in the throes of two essays, one of which is filling me with glee (an essay on 'Jane Eyre' and 'Frankenstein', in the context of the narrator) and one which is driving me mad (on 'interpretive communities). Since the madness-inducing one is due first, I'm not allowing myself to start on the glee-inducing one until it is done, which I'm beginning to think is counter-intuitive, particularly since I actually cannot finish the first essay tonight (I need an essay for a citation that isn't available until tomorrow). Argh. You know, if I hadn't procrastinated so much, I would be able to finish it now. Ah. Well. I'm entitled to a learning curve, right?
However, the social life is going quite well, even though that also takes time away from everything else. Lilly, from my hall, and I are getting on suprisingly well. We've been the only two in the hall this weekend, and so we stop and talk when we bump into each other in the kitchen. This included one rather amusing conversation about sex and what turns us on. And clothes and women and a lot of things. Lilly's quite astute and a bit geeky and very nice. Plus, apparently her boyfriend thinks I'm interesting, which is pretty cool. And today, when we were talking about moving out next year (which, whoa, I am not ready to discuss), she mentioned that I should move in with her and her friends. Which was quite neat.
Then there's Rosalin. She's friends with Cathrine through physics and as such, the three of us spend a lot of time together. Ros and I have a slightly antagonistic relationship, as we're both very snarky and very sarcastic; we have a running joke about us 'hating' each other, but apparently Ros was afraid I didn't like her - which isn't true, because Ros is lovely - and asked me about it at dinner. So odd! I'm always the one who's insecure about things like that, it was weird to be on the receiving end.
So in short, everything here is weird. It's enjoyable, yet tedious; interesting, yet annoying. But it is cosy here.
And I'm going to see my dad in two weeks, which'll be awesome.
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Life is good, no?
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Life is...all over the place. But mostly good. At least, I'm mostly happy, which I've decided is a good thing.
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Also, you should really read this Kowalski/Veccio/Fraser fic. I'm just sayin'.
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But, but, Vecchio? Really?
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God, I need to not be doing Anthropology papers. They make one honestly go insane.
But as I said, I am glad you've got really spiffy people around you. Life would probably suck a lot more if not for the spiffy people that help keep us afloat.
And fluttering.
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Papers do have a weird way of getting inside your mind, don't they? I was going to post and reccomend a book, but then I got completely screwed up thinking about interpretives communities and whether or not there is a text and do we write the text as we read and why did no one tell me that to get an English degree you have to be a philospher?
ANYWAY. Life would definitely suck without spiffy people to keep it afloat. Spiffy people like you, fluttering about the place ;)