Academic Prostitution

The title refers to something Larkin said today... How in order to take a University English course, you have to be willing to sell your Morals...

Or your sanity. Whichever.

So, there was snow this morning. And I admit, I was a little excited about it... Not because there was snow... I mean, this is November, in Northern Ontario. There's gonna be snow. What got me was that about 3 inches fell overnight. We went from a reasonably cool night to a blanket of the white fluffy stuff in under 8 hours, by my calculations. THAT's what got me. What's got me now, is the fact that that snow is gone, and it's now pouring down rain. Hey, weather? Make up your mind, k?

I've started into the whole lecture/assignment trade off thing. I do it every year, it just seems more dissappointing this time around. I found myself saying: you know, if I skip Drama tomorrow, even though we're studying Hamlet, and I *heart* Hamlet, I could probably buy myself about 3 mor hours to work on this, this and this. I know everyone does it... And, to be honest, I haven't actually "skipped" Drama yet (the classes I've missed were because I was legitimatly sick), but... I don't know. I know that prioritizing time is ok... It's just the idea of there not being enough hours in the day that I'm struggling with. That, and the fact that I get so wound up about things that I can't sit still anymore...

Assignments wouldn't be so bad, if they weren't assigned by profs and manditory...

I don't know what it is. I just HATE doing assignments. They seem to suck the life out of me. Even though I know they shouldn't... It's a very first-year thing to put everything off to the last second because you hate it. I mean, you would think I'd have learned by now...

In any case, I feel like re-warmed death right now... Emotionally drained, mostly. Conversations that I've had recently are taking their tole. I mean, I *did* get the whole application thing done today, and that needed to be done, yes. And, realistically, I couldn't have put it off. But still...

So, because I missed my work-day today, I'm going to make tomorrow a work day. Somehow. I will get the Kid-Lit Journals done, I have no choice. I would LOVE to get a start on my Notebook, but that will have to wait until my Philosophy papers (yeah, there's 2 of them now...) are done. And that will have to be done this weekend. Next week is going to have to be a ME ALONE week, or I'm not going to get everything done. Certain things, I may wind up taking the late penalty on, but you know, I haven't really ever done that before, so maybe I can afford it this once.

For now, I'm knitting. I'm pretty much surrounded in that Black Cloud thing that Mike keeps telling me about, so I have a lot of agression to work out. And I'm tired, and Knitting is pretty effective at putting me to sleep.

I think, just for the hell of it, I'm going to take my laptop to Kid Lit again. I got a whack of wordcount done for Nano last time (oh, and btw, I'm all-but calling Nano a lost cause again...), so maybe I can get some of the Phil film assignment done then. Multitasking always seems to work, and that class is relativly useless.

That's it for now.