Thud: Above
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leahbobetApril 7, 2007 Progress Notes:
Above
Words today: 500.
Words total: 2000.
Reason for stopping: That's the minimum I'll feel unguilty with. And god, tired.
Liquid Refreshment: Water.
Munchies: Sushi, purchased on an indulgence granted me by writing half a term paper today.
Exercise: Bellydance lesson.
Mail: Nomail.
Darling du Jour: There are stories that say they loved each other once, that the Whitecoats took them as much for their loving as Atticus's eyes and arms and Corner's bloodtouch hands.
Tyop du Jour: N/A
Words MS Word Doesn't Know: N/A
Mean Things: Revisionist history.
Research Roundup: N/A
Books in progress: Meredith Pierce, The Darkangel; Hal Duncan, Ink; Textbooks.
The glamour: Seven pages of a term paper I don't especially feel like doing. *makes muskel*
Oof. It has been a full day, even without the hockey game, and might have been fuller -- I had to turn down theatre tickets in order to get even halfway through that paper. Although I hope it's more than halfway. The length limit is 10-15 pages. I'm definitely going to crack 10, so we'll just see how it goes tomorrow at this point. Apparently I can find a lot to say about a topic I have nothing left to say about if set at it in the right direction.
Dance class this morning was good, and I'm glad I got up early to do it (the studio is on a class card system, where you buy, say, 6 classes in 7 weeks, and if the 7 weeks go by and you haven't used them all yet too bad you. So I wanted to make up for the one I missed on Monday.). I didn't know they weren't holding regular classes this weekend (long weekend) and having all-level workout classes instead, so I almost just went home, but I'm glad I stayed. Yeah, I've only had two classes or so, but I kept up. Mostly. And I know I've never seen most of that before.
So yeah, the workout high was joined by feeling like I had the stones to try and have it pay off. Put the puck on the net every time, never know when it'll pay off, etc. *g* Which gave me enough steam to start the paper...
And now god, I'm tired, and it is time to retire.
Above
Words today: 500.
Words total: 2000.
Reason for stopping: That's the minimum I'll feel unguilty with. And god, tired.
Liquid Refreshment: Water.
Munchies: Sushi, purchased on an indulgence granted me by writing half a term paper today.
Exercise: Bellydance lesson.
Mail: Nomail.
Darling du Jour: There are stories that say they loved each other once, that the Whitecoats took them as much for their loving as Atticus's eyes and arms and Corner's bloodtouch hands.
Tyop du Jour: N/A
Words MS Word Doesn't Know: N/A
Mean Things: Revisionist history.
Research Roundup: N/A
Books in progress: Meredith Pierce, The Darkangel; Hal Duncan, Ink; Textbooks.
The glamour: Seven pages of a term paper I don't especially feel like doing. *makes muskel*
Oof. It has been a full day, even without the hockey game, and might have been fuller -- I had to turn down theatre tickets in order to get even halfway through that paper. Although I hope it's more than halfway. The length limit is 10-15 pages. I'm definitely going to crack 10, so we'll just see how it goes tomorrow at this point. Apparently I can find a lot to say about a topic I have nothing left to say about if set at it in the right direction.
Dance class this morning was good, and I'm glad I got up early to do it (the studio is on a class card system, where you buy, say, 6 classes in 7 weeks, and if the 7 weeks go by and you haven't used them all yet too bad you. So I wanted to make up for the one I missed on Monday.). I didn't know they weren't holding regular classes this weekend (long weekend) and having all-level workout classes instead, so I almost just went home, but I'm glad I stayed. Yeah, I've only had two classes or so, but I kept up. Mostly. And I know I've never seen most of that before.
So yeah, the workout high was joined by feeling like I had the stones to try and have it pay off. Put the puck on the net every time, never know when it'll pay off, etc. *g* Which gave me enough steam to start the paper...
And now god, I'm tired, and it is time to retire.
