Apr. 29th, 2004

brinshannara: (geek)
I'd just like to inform you all that I changed a minor character's name in my NaNoWriMo novel to "Susan", just so that I could lift a line from Red Dwarf. ("I'm fine, thank you, Susan." - Kryten to Lister, Season 4's "White Hole")

I am a nerd, thank you very much, and have a good night.

Blah.

Apr. 29th, 2004 11:13 am
brinshannara: (aw crap)
I fell asleep after midnight.

Was wide awake at 7am.

Like the night before last, each hour I slept felt like two minutes, only that portion of the Bad Night of Sleep only started after 4am, unlike the night before last, when it was through the whole night.

I am SO tired, just so mentally and physically exhausted. I feel like I'm on auto-pilot, and frankly, I just want to sit in a corner and cry for the whole day, only the prospect of it seems too exhausting.

I have design work to do, for that crazy lady with the website, but I don't feel up to doing it. I should also work on my own redesign, now that my websites are back up, but again, I'm not feeling like sitting here, staring at pixels.

I should email my Quebec Society professor to see if I can get a look at my exam, which I must have aced, in order to receive a B in the class. If nothing else, just so that I can see where I did well and where I didn't. But I know I screwed up on something very simple (nerves + fatigue + my great-aunt's funeral = confusion of facts), so I'm kind of not wanting to see him and discuss it. Yay for my avoidant personality.

I feel burnt out. With the ups and downs of the last 2-3 weeks, that's to be expected, I guess. I need to recharge, but I'm not sure how. Specifically, I'm not sure how to recharge quickly and efficiently without lashing out at those putting pressure on me (see: mother, insanity of and money, owing of).

I need a break from life, but one that also pushes back all my deadlines and all the expectations by like a week.

God, a week wouldn't even be enough. See, next Friday is my birthday. I shall officially be twenty-seven years old. While [livejournal.com profile] ingole grumbles about hitting the mid-twenties, I'm leaving them for the fearsome late-twenties. Not that the mid-twenties were all that wonderful for me, but shit, at least I wasn't "almost 30".

[livejournal.com profile] sonnlich suggested I just take a day and be a slug. My problem is I did this on Monday. I did nothing, I sat and watched a truly obscene amount of television (I think it was something like 7-8 hours over the evening/night?) and I don't actually feel better.

I wish I could go up to the cottage for a week, by myself, and just read a book by the lake. Even though it's still damn cold up there.

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