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Apr. 29th, 2009 08:09 pm
damkianna: A cap of the Reverend Mother from the Dune miniseries, with accompanying text: "Space cowgirl." (Default)
No more classes! \o/

... Okay, so there is still work I have to do, technically, like writing that paper on Scottish Gaelic and language revitalization, but it's the principle of the thing. And in celebration of said principle, I did pretty much nothing today.

Nothing useful, at least. I did play Age of Mythology for the first time in months; I built up until I had a decent-sized army, and then basically just went around pulverizing the other teams until they resigned and taking their town centers. But I don't think that counts. :D

I was, however, helpful to other people's academic goals, if not to my own. I spent a while editing one suitemate's archaeology paper - man, do I love editing for grammar and word choice, it is like LOVE and SUNSHINE and PUPPIES and COMMAS, all rolled into one - and then also went through another suitemate's Spanish paper, despite the fact that I ... have never taken Spanish. Which seems stupid, I know, but what I have taken is at least ten years of French; even if I don't know all the words, I can usually get the gist of Spanish, thanks to that. And I did manage to catch one mildly amusing error - where she had meant to write "especial", she had written "espacial", which turned her point about a particular character in a short story being special into a point about said character being spatial. O.o

That's about it, though. Now I'm just trying to put off working on my paper. As it turns out, my sister has developed a twisted affection for that random-minor-character shipfic from my HP AU 'verse that I keep writing dribs and drabs of. In order to make up for the fact that I'm not going home this weekend, I promised to write her a few more bits of that, so perhaps I'll bribe myself with that - for every page of my paper that I manage to get done, I get to write another couple of bits in the Significant Moments in Insignificant Relationships series I have going here. That could work.

... But only if I stop distracting myself by posting! So. Right. Work time.
damkianna: A cap of Wash from Firefly, with accompanying text: "Once, in flight school, I was laconic." (Once in flight school I was laconic.)
By any objective measure, I think I just had a very productive meeting with my thesis advisor. Unfortunately for me, I am not good at objective measuring.

Even good meetings fill me with such angst, just because they are meetings. With people. I knew that it was going to be relatively short; that we would be discussing the revisions I need to make to my proposal to get it accepted; that it was very, very unlikely that my advisor would at any point say disgustedly, "omg you are SO STUPID, get out of my office, you failboat!" But I was still jittering around my room, like, twenty minutes beforehand, practicing things I thought I might need to say and listening to my heart pound. (Like, actually pound! How lame is that? SO LAME.)

Ugh. Even though everything went perfectly well, I was still so relieved to get out of there.

Fortunately, now I am out of there. To wind down, I ended up writing another bundle of little snippets from my possible-first-toe-dip-into-fandom Harry Potter AU fic 'verse; that thing is eating my brain, no lie. I'm spending so much time working out the class list that I keep wandering off into musings about the people on it - the totally unimportant characters who are only there to fill out said class list, in other words. Anyway, those musings have somehow resulted in me ending up with SIXTEEN PAGES of pointless fluffy shipfic about people who are most likely never even going to show up in the actual fic. If I ever finish it, that is.

What I really need to be working on is my papers. I need to write my paper on Saramaccan for Pidgins and Creoles this weekend, and I should probably start the one on Scottish Gaelic for Linguistic Anthropology. Plus I should study for my Literature test at some point. But am I? No, no I am not. Instead, I'm writing excerpts of fluffy nonsense about people nobody cares about.

In conclusion: *facepalm* Dammit, brain.

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