These past few weeks have driven me bonkers.

Being out of town all the time did not help. Not working out definitely did not help. Must make sure to balance adventure and familiarity better in the future. Also, started to worry about cute guy, (voicemail wasn’t working for him, and he didn’t call me), but caught him online. Will try to meet up again next week. Hopefully we will, but I’m not holding my breath at this point.

Spanish begins in like a week and a half. Whee.

Time for the bike home =)

Motivational Crisis

I’m have two supernatural figures sitting on my shoulders. Both whispering advice into my brain. Sadly, they’re both demons.

One is saying “You have to get this paper done, and done right, you’re running out of time. It’s so important to your future. You need this professor’s recommendation to advance toward your goals. You know this is important.” These are the words of Anxiety.

The other whispers “Forget about it. This is a giant source of unneccessary stress in your life. There is no way you can get anything worth doing out in the time you have. Give it up. You’re not even sure you want to go where this is taking you. It doesn’t matter. It’s not important.” These are the words of Depression.

The unfortunate fact is, in the time I have, I can’t produce quality work, and I don’t have the motivation to do so. I respect my instructor immensely. I feel like turning in schlock is showing her disrespect. I feel like giving up is an even greater disrespect. I have learned alot from this course, but I have burned myself out in the process.

Throw on top of this a demanding job, and a volunteer effort that has eaten up many an hour for the aclu, and the fact that I’ve spent 3 out of the past 4 weekends in other towns, and I plan on not being in town this upcoming weekend. And the weekend after that, one of my closest friends in town is leaving town. I haven’t really worked out since right before leaving for dc.

I am tired. No, strike that, I am weary. And now I’m biking home. I’ll talk with my professor tomorrow, which will be something of a first for me, admitting failure to an instructor.

Repair of things

My bike is working again, but my laptop is still waiting for the power supply. I am so screwed on this paper. Bleh.

My teeth are vaguely in pain. So long as I brush right after I eat, it’s nothing serious, but I’m still checking in with the dentist next tuesday morning. At 8am (ugh). For the first time in over 5 years (!!!).

Jane drove me out to the Co-op, where I picked up three months worth of protein powder =), ordered another 3 months, and ordered 3 months worth of soymilk. 20% bulk discount baby =)

I could really get used to the little-sister-with-car-in-town plan =)

Weekend

It was kinda weird seeing my little sister wrap up her bachelor’s degree. Drove home a bit that I am no longer an undergrad, even if I am still on the same campus, and taking classes.

Liz, my older sister, recommended a book (what was the name of that again?) about gifted kids growing up. After I told them that I hadn’t read any Mark Twain, my father and grandmother vehemently suggested that I read some, Huckleberry Finn and Life on the Mississippi(?) in particular.

Spent alot of time in a car this weekend. Drove for the first time in awhile (Granny’s car, from the hotel to the airport). There were preparations for a large party. Unfortunately, the graduate took her time showing up, but all in all, it was a pretty nice low key evening with some of the family I don’t see that often.

Finished Suburban Nation: The rise of spawl and the decline of the american dream. (will review later) Made significant headway in Fast Food Nation: the dark side of the all american meal.

Discovered that a couple of the 10 or so books I checked out from the library do contain passages that will be immensely helpful with my paper, and that I need not die a slow roasting death over the paper.