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still working on my comps prospectus, i've got a few more hours to go. fingers crossed that it behaves.

it upsets me when i set my vcr to tape something and then the channel i've set it to tape changes its programming without even a mention of said change on tvguide. grr.


in what's probably much better news:
if i'm not mistaken it's coryphella's birthday today. and although she probably won't see this, i wish her happy birthday all the same. because i miss her. and wishes for everything best in the following year can never hurt.

and now back to tedious definitions of something i'm only beginning to form opinions about. (but love all the same.)

the littlest birds

my walk home was filled with cardinals and little black and grey finches. it's beautiful here, and the birds love it. the squirrels too. there's been sunshine all day, and i'm thankful for it.

about to back to finishing the prospectus. must finish promptly so that i can nap and then go on to my take home final. it's odd wanting as much time as possible between now and monday and wanting nothing more than for it to be over all at once. one of the guys in my seminar is carrying around a bright red milk crate today. filled with material relating to his comps. i decided it should be referred to as 'the big box of comps.' can't decide if i want one or not. i think perhaps i need a bag of comps. a very cool non-backpack bag that only my comps live in next term.

i'm getting loopy already. i hate to think what i'll be like in a week. also, i can feel every joint in my body today. they're all scolding me. alternately for lack of sleep, lack of stretching, actually going to yoga yesterday, and other various and sundry things i've neglected.

i had a moment on the way home where completely personally understood the choice to make a bold statement with your appearance as an artist. like pink with her pink hair. it got the point across, if nothing else.

oy.

i just hit one of those burnout markers. where you mind and body gang up on you and start yelling... or alternately, and in this case, just glazing the whole world over.

i really wanted to finish this before sleeping any more. now i'm thinking that if i can make myself sleep for half an hour or an hour and then go back to work i'll be a thousand times more productive than i currently am.

because trying to systematically plan out the methods of investigations i'm going to use in my comps and explaining the steps of my argument just got inconceivably difficult.