Feb. 13th, 2005

raybear: (tattoo back)
Why can't I pull it together and write this damn paper? I even have the nice detailed outline hanging up on the wall. Just start writing from that, making all the bullet points into sentences, into paragraphs, etc. Part of my problem is I sit down to write and then I get an idea in my head to add to my thesis and need to research it so I go off and do that, and half an hour later I've either answered the question but gotten distracted jumping onto related topics, or can't find a source for my statistic and get frustrated and stop. But no writing is getting done.

Today has kind of been a wash, though I did go to temple this morning after only 5 hours of sleep. The bus zoomed past when I was half a block away, so I ended up flagging a cab since Sunday buses only run every 20 minutes and I was already pushing my luck to get there on time. My sitting was difficult because my body was exhausted and my mind was racing with dream-like images. The dharma talk was good. Afterwards I stayed for tea and talked to Kosu a bit, which felt a little awkward, but I'm pretty sure it's just me and my usual feeling of unsurety and shy in a new environment.

It's been cold and rainy all day and I wasn't properly dressed and I couldn't find a currency exchange open on Sunday to save my life. I came home damp and hungry and chilled and tired. I made scrambled eggs with salt and pepper and cumin and cheese and tomato and avocado and ate them wrapped in corn tortillas while standing in the kitchen listening to Barbra Streisand. I spent the rest of afternoon wandering from room to room, watching a half a television show, writing half a sentence, reading half an e-mail, taking half a nap. Ok, I think I actually took a full nap, since it lasted over an hours.

I think I'll wash some dishes and make an espresso and do what I always do when procrastinating on one project, which is suddenly make lots of headway on a different one. Which means I'll either end up tackling a new novel chapter or reading something off my school list.

Also, I left my digital camera DYA's car, so the picture of me and MC Lyte (along with the bit of story) will have to wait for later tonight. The quick sum-up is that it was stressful at first, but ended up solid. And she's really, in the end, very sweet and cool. And photogenic. And a Libra.

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