musings

I feel as though I've dropped off the face of the earth! I've never known myself to be this busy. Frankly I'm not surprised, I expected this, but it's such a bizarre feeling. To start off, after that NATO conference, my immune system decided to take a vacation and I got a nasty little cold that wouldn't go away. Trying to be productive with a head cold is like trying to shovel snow with a garden spade. It happens, but really slowly and with a lot of unnecessary effort.

Valuable thing I learned: There are many hard things when you are sick, but trying to write to your French teacher in French, when your language skills are weak at best was by far one of the hardest things I had to do with that cursed cold.

This was the first weekend I stayed fully in town in the last 5 weeks. Five weeks! I had my grandmother's funeral, the beginning of reading week, the end of reading week, the NATO conference, and then another family issue last weekend. I just wanted to stay put and not need to deal with anything, and I finally got my wish. It turned out really productively - I'm on page 23 of my 30 page thesis! Well, one of them. I haven't started the other one yet, but that's beside the point and thinking about doing that one too just makes me sad, so I'm just thinking about the first one.

Has anyone else noticed that late night television sucks? Cuz I sure have. Staying up late, I get lonely and at some point even the dog loses interest in me, so I keep the TV on for company.

That's not lame, right? Right?