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I'm feeling less angry today. About the money thing. Although Ian did manage to solicit a mini rant from me and Mary cringed on the sofa behind a butter knife. It was probably the mad cackling that made her nervous. I hope I didn't scare our house guests. Sorry guys.
I think Curtana may be right... maybe it is just some sort of really weird post-dig depression. Coupled with the fact that a whole huge part of my life is going to be completely over in, like, a month. 'll have finished work for a while other degree, in just a week, and be leaving behind a group of friends and close acquaintances whom I will probably never see again, ever. When I came here, it wasn't so bad. I never had that feeling of complete disconnection. I know I'll see alll my friends from home again. Here... well, I'll probably keep e-mail contact with some people, like M&I... and maybe I'll stay in the vampire PBEM.
And I'm having anxiety about my dissertation, which is normal, I guess. I'm going to see if I can arrange a meeting with Dawn to talk about it... M,aybe she cvan tell me if I'm on the right track, or something. ASssuming she is even in her office at all. And I need to get Colin to sign some things for me, and Dawn too, for that matter... log books for fieldwork and the like. Bleh.
Anyway, I'm still tired, and still down, but survivably so. I'm doing things about the sources of my issues, though, which makes me feel better. I went for a run/walk this morning that lasted about an hour. I'm going to my bank tomorrow, and to talk to the finance people at the Uni. Mom is getting me addresses for people I can write appropriately nasty letters to about the uselesness of the student loan system and whatnot. I read a whole book today, and talked to some friends, including Joel. I resisted the urge to constantly snack (not saying I didn't have *any* snacks, that would just be silly ;) And what else can I do?
I think I'll go to bed, that's what. I have dance classes tomorrow night, so I won't bother with running. It's a far enough walk as it is...
I think Curtana may be right... maybe it is just some sort of really weird post-dig depression. Coupled with the fact that a whole huge part of my life is going to be completely over in, like, a month. 'll have finished work for a while other degree, in just a week, and be leaving behind a group of friends and close acquaintances whom I will probably never see again, ever. When I came here, it wasn't so bad. I never had that feeling of complete disconnection. I know I'll see alll my friends from home again. Here... well, I'll probably keep e-mail contact with some people, like M&I... and maybe I'll stay in the vampire PBEM.
And I'm having anxiety about my dissertation, which is normal, I guess. I'm going to see if I can arrange a meeting with Dawn to talk about it... M,aybe she cvan tell me if I'm on the right track, or something. ASssuming she is even in her office at all. And I need to get Colin to sign some things for me, and Dawn too, for that matter... log books for fieldwork and the like. Bleh.
Anyway, I'm still tired, and still down, but survivably so. I'm doing things about the sources of my issues, though, which makes me feel better. I went for a run/walk this morning that lasted about an hour. I'm going to my bank tomorrow, and to talk to the finance people at the Uni. Mom is getting me addresses for people I can write appropriately nasty letters to about the uselesness of the student loan system and whatnot. I read a whole book today, and talked to some friends, including Joel. I resisted the urge to constantly snack (not saying I didn't have *any* snacks, that would just be silly ;) And what else can I do?
I think I'll go to bed, that's what. I have dance classes tomorrow night, so I won't bother with running. It's a far enough walk as it is...
tired
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