.- quantum uncertainty -.

Well, I thought I'd post a post to explain why I'm going to be posting all night long. (Or may be.)

Remember that essay I was writing last Thursday night and Friday morning? On those bastards Mead and Goffman?

I finished at 1:15pm, after having been up nearly 24 hours.

I went to my old high school's Bazaar, which rocked.

I went to class late (4:30pm), but I had my paper done and ready to be handed in!

I sat down next to JB. JB whispered "Did you finish it?"

I nodded, very tiredly, because I had been up for 27 hours straight at that point.

"You're going to kill him," she said, "but he gave us a week extension."

I nearly fell over.

After class was over, he said he'd accept essays as drafts and get back to us with comments.

This was, in my very tired mind, a great idea. And I handed it in as a draft and got comments back on Monday. Basically, the entire email can be summed up with:

"Don't summarize Mead so much. Work on your conclusion. More analysis needed! Arguments up to the conclusion are very lucid."

Well, that makes sense. Conclusion = writing after being up for 22+ hours.

'course, it's now 3:48am and I'm working on rewriting the essay. Just started a bit ago, really. I got the comments on MONDAY. But, you know, it's been a bit of a hectic week.

And I think my Italian test went pretty well! :) Here's hoping.

NaNo-filter post coming up. If you want to be on the NaNo filter and you haven't voted on this poll, do so, and I'll add you to the various filters.

And after that post, I'm back to Meading and Goffmaning it until I can't stay awake anymore. Although I should really TRY to get some shut-eye, because JB and I are going to dinner and a movie tomorrow night.

(Which sounds a whole lot more date-ish than I'm sure the actual event will really be, but she did call me up and ask if I was doing anything tomorrow night. It was very amusing, because it did sound like she was asking me out. Hee. Yes, I'm lame, QUIET YOU. ;))

I wrote the following on March 7th:

While I can see why George Herbert Mead (or anyone else, for that matter) would be interested in the concepts of the "I" and the "me", as well as the self that they make up, and the concepts of play and game, I don't see why the man had to prattle on for pages to describe these concepts.

I would now like to take the opportunity to say that I HAVE NOT CHANGED MY MIND.

Also, eye drops are delightful things when your eyes feel like they won't stay open for more than three seconds at a time.

I am also highly caffeinated.

And listening to bouncy BNL songs to continue working on my paper.

And I know what links Goffman and Mead together and it is REHEARSAL and HAHAHA.

I only leave for school at 2pm, in 5.5 hours.

I might not only be finished, but I may be able to nap!

W00T!

First:

drsnicket: I am SO sorry I wasn't around tonight, but my friend BD-originally-from-Newfoundland was in town tonight and so we went out after my class. I promise to update more. (Also, I am not sleeping between now and 2pm tomorrow afternoon, so if you want to call before you leave, you may!) If I've missed you, have a great experience and save many lives. (That last bit was a message I was to pass on to you from JB.) Love you much, sis, and safe travels.

Second:

Saw BD tonight for the first time in months, I think. Had a lovely time -- much good discussion was had, and I remember why the two of us are dangerous when you put us in a room together. We cannot. stop. talking. Ever. I remember bad phone bills from 1995 or so, and my goodness, there was reason for it. Best conversation of the night, from a story where DR proposed to BD the first time:

"He asked me to marry him."

"Did he have a ring?"

"No, it was pretty spontaneous for him."

"So what did you say?"

"What do you think I said?"

"No, obviously. THEN what happened?"

"We had a fight. (beat) Actually, we didn't have a fight so much as I broke up with him."

For some reason, this cracked me up. I thought I'd share.

Third:

I have an eight page social theory paper due at 2:45pm today. WHEE.

Fourth:

I've felt very disconnected from my entire life lately, apart from my academic life. I haven't watched any of my shows this week since Sunday, I haven't posted much, but I've been talking on the phone and hanging out in person and it's good. Nothing new with JB, although BD thinks I should jump her. It's funny. PF wonders why we're not already sleeping together and BD thinks I should jump her. Not going to happen, but I'm good with it. She and I are having really good, deep conversations lately, and hanging out and doing stuff together. A movie last week, hanging out last Saturday, dinner and class tonight, class tomorrow.

Fifth:

I did not with $54 million (CAD, but tax-free!) with either my numbers or Hurley's, last night. Woe.

Sixth:

Time to get back to Mead and Goffman.