It's that time again

It's past 8pm and I'm warding off sleep with tea. I'm conjuring up ideas with the help of caffeine. It gives me a focus much like the spice from Arakis gives clarity to mentats (a little nod to you 'Dune' fans out there).

I feel that the comments I've got attached to this paper are weighing me down. They are tiny little pieces of lead. Individually they are nothing, but collectively...

Man, it would be awesome to be done with this crap.

Second day

Wow. It's already Sunday. I get into writing/editing and then the time flies by. It should be easier, but I feel like there's not enough of a deadline for me. I'd like to get this taken care of and submitted. I imagine it being so well written, no mistakes, everything the way the professors want, but still not being accepted by the committee.

It's so stressful. Balancing work stress is easier. It just never ends with school stress. There's always something more I could do. I wish the report would just write itself, but by now I know it won't.

Things I imagine myself doing this summer instead of working on school:
-Getting a road bike so I can do some road races,
-Swimming after work; maybe swimming more in the lake,
-Finishing off the compost in the backyard of my Arlington house,
-Composting more at the botanical gardens,
-Looking for another job in case my current one doesn't pan out,
-Attending movie nights with friends,
-Playing more guitar; maybe start learning piano,
-Enjoying my weekends,
-Not worrying so much.

Less than a month to go

Can't believe it. I've got less than a month to go. I wish it were already here. I'm going through the unpleasant task of updating my professional report according to the comments I received from my committee. It's Easter weekend and I'd rather be working on planting vegetables in my garden. It sucks. Big time. But if you've read the other posts on this blog, then you would know that.