ivyology: (quiet)
ivyology ([personal profile] ivyology) wrote2003-03-11 12:34 am

but real life is slow, and it's starting to hurt my occipital lobe

It's cold it's cold it's COLD, why won't it stop being COLD, I'm so very sick of the COLD.

I think it's supposed to warm up in a few days. In fact, I think it's supposed to warm up tomorrow. I thank whatever almighty deity that wishes to take credit for this blessing.

I feel my run of productivity will soon end. I have a group presentation in history tomorrow, but I've already done the work for it. I have a write-up report of the presentation due Friday (because in "fairness" the prof is giving us a week after the presentation to turn it in, just like the previous groups, but one week from tomorrow is, uh, spring break. Like four days into spring break. Um, I don't think so, thanks anyway) but I can't imagine that will take all that long, seeing as I've already done about half the work for it and it's only four pages. I'm out of energy, I'm home in four days, I'm ready to quit while I am, if not ahead, then still alive.

I still need to go to the CDO. I need to ask people for references/recommendations so I can finish my Americorps applications. This would be easier if I had good people to ask, which I do not.

I made a nice orderly table in Word with all the information about the programs I'm applying to. More than a few promising candidates were cut from the initial list because the service dates extended into mid to late August, which would interfere with the beginning of law school. But I have a good number that made it through my own personal screening process, and all but two are in NICE WARM PLACES!

Or at least non-cold places. I suppose the Bay area doesn't actually get all that warm much.

It's amazing to me how I can completely enter a mindset, and be completely unaware of it happening or how it happened or how to get it back. Somehow I got into productive mode which is hardly my natural state but one I tend to remain in until something rips me out of it. That something will be spring break, I fear, and when I return from that, with a mere eight weeks until graduation, will I want to be productive ever again? And assuming spring ever does come, experience shows that I'm never productive when the skies are blue, the sunshine warm, the daffodil bank and magnolia trees a-blooming...

God, spring. Can it be spring now? Please?

If not I'll settle for spring break. Come on Friday, hurry up and get here.