Creeping Inactivity
I spent lecture this morning typing up the discrete mathematics homework problems and surfing the web searching for references for my research-project-to-be. I even read a good three of those references before degrading into search-find-save for later. I'm extremely frustrated that I can't find an article entitled "A method of preparing mesocosms for assessing complex biotic processes in soils" in any free format... I REALLY don't want to pay thirty dollars for a reference of unknown worth.
I'm really fucking tired. Also, extremely hungry. I have nothing to eat that isn't candy, so I guess I should go to the store or something.
My main problem at this point is that I pretty much didn't go to class last week. This means I didn't do any of the homework, didn't attend seminar, etc. etc. So I'm in this petrified deer-in-the-headlights mode where I KNOW I need to go talk to my professors, but I'm too fucking scared and self-loathing to do it. I know I fucked up. Shit.
Also, driving to LA and back in forty hours is a good way to totally, utterly, and completely exhaust yourself. But my mother has a new kitten. And he's cuter than cute. Painfully, exhaustingly cute. [And my car now has the "check engine" light on. I can't get the Honda dealership's website to let me sign up for an appointment. Every time I come to a stop light I discover that the idle is too low and my car (my automatic car) is trying to stall]
I'm really fucking tired. Also, extremely hungry. I have nothing to eat that isn't candy, so I guess I should go to the store or something.
My main problem at this point is that I pretty much didn't go to class last week. This means I didn't do any of the homework, didn't attend seminar, etc. etc. So I'm in this petrified deer-in-the-headlights mode where I KNOW I need to go talk to my professors, but I'm too fucking scared and self-loathing to do it. I know I fucked up. Shit.
Also, driving to LA and back in forty hours is a good way to totally, utterly, and completely exhaust yourself. But my mother has a new kitten. And he's cuter than cute. Painfully, exhaustingly cute. [And my car now has the "check engine" light on. I can't get the Honda dealership's website to let me sign up for an appointment. Every time I come to a stop light I discover that the idle is too low and my car (my automatic car) is trying to stall]