October 29, 2006
Bopping
So it's been ages since I updated, as per usual.
Yesterday was wildly full of activities, and quite nice. I got up early, did my shopping, went to a book festival (sadly boring) and then jetted off to Nawlins with Cara to go to the lush party.
Dear God, I spent so much money. But a good portion of it is for other people - And attention: those of you who would like Lush for Christmas, please indicate this to me. Thank you. Anyway, I picked up some of their new bath bombs (Puddy Holly, which has a little holly leaf and berry shaped candy on top like a Christmas pudding - it smells like spices...mmm) for the Christmas baskets I'm making, and a buttery-scented snowman bomb for my mother, who I am going to force to use her humongous bathtub this break. Also I won a small gift-box with a thing of hand-cream that I'd just been informed I needed to buy and try out. So that was lovely...mmm. It smells so nice.
This semester is a form of hell. I've been told that most people have a crappy semester when they take one of the classes I'm taking right now, so I look forward to the next one being much better. I'll have all my teaching prep done beforehand anyway. And I'll have two weekdays where I do nothing, which I'll enjoy.
Tower Records is going out of business, so I picked up a stack of blank cds, which I needed, and a pair of 'in case' headphones, and the Ditty Bop's first cd, all 25% off. I'm smitten with this cd. It's so bouncy, and light, and complicated, with layers of dark hiding in it.
I'm writing a story about hauntings and witches for class on Tuesday. I hope it works out.
October 08, 2006
Wall, meet Face.
On the positive side, the past week or so has helped me understand the limits of my endurance.
I finally hit the wall - I could handle teaching school, teaching for K, doing my own work, being EGSA pres, dealing with obnoxious higher-ups and evil trolls, feeding myself and trying to be creative - but only for a finite amount of time.
Last week was the end of that time. I'm completely burnt out.
It's interesting. I don't think I've ever tried to run on so many cylindars before, or at least not since doing productions in high school - and there, I really would just let my homework slip for a while - and for a while, it was fun. Fun in an exhausting, whiny way, but there was a definite sense of "Holy shit, lookit me!" and a certain level of high from doing it all. I wouldn't be adverse to taking on this many projects in the future - but I really would work at limiting the time frame.
I have basically no mental creative impulse left. I need to write a 5 page entry for Andrei's class. I'm late (not that I think it's a big problem, really, so I'm not worried about it) but I just...blank. Completely blank.
I find myself wanting to do something with my hands so much it almost aches - sculpt, carve, anything. I think it's my brain's attempt to stay sane, but it leads to violent urges to do things like remodel, which I cannot do. So instead, I just decorated the apartment for Halloween. And that makes me happy.
But, unfortunately, the Monday I was 'hanging on' for has been extended to this coming Friday. Mr. Nervous Guy wants tutoring - lots of tutoring. And I can't refuse, or do much but limit. Also, I've been 'informed' that my 'mentor' is coming to do a class observation on Tuesday, so I have to be really on my game then. Yay.
So I'm hanging on until Friday. When I *will* be getting a massage. And I *will* be making my Halloween costume, dammit.
I just feel slightly asploded.
::waves little white flag::