and dinner and a cigarette and a brief break (while eating a snack) to watch Cashmere Mafia (a guilty pleasure which I allow myself because my friend has a recurring role as a waiter and last week I watched him walk by in the background), I have been sitting in my room, at this computer, since 3pm. That's a long time. I've gotten a lot done, I think, though it's totally the tip of the iceberg. I really think I could have written my whole thesis on Pale Fire, but I think I can see the logic behind not having done that. My logic, of course, was that was what my adviser suggested and I respect her opinion. Her logic, I think, okay, really I'm not sure. But I think it will look better in the long run, it's certainly more challenging, and that's probably what it comes down to - my thesis should show my versatility and all that, huh?
I'm so fried at the moment, I can't even form a sentence. Tomorrow I have to run into town to run an errand, and it's my friend's birthday so I should go to dinner with my friends in Queens, but I know they'll understand if I don't go. I'm finally focused, I need to keep it that way. If I actually get this done (I'll have something to give her, I'm not worried about that, really - okay, yes I am, I'm totally freaking out about it) by Thursday, I am going to treat myself so big Thursday night. As if I don't spoil myself rotten all of the time. ;)
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