mmmmmph

[rivendellrose]

As predicted, we wrote an essay in Colonial American lit on Tuesday. Guess I know what I'll be doing this evening when I get home... or maybe tomorrow? I'll have to check the syllabus to see what our grace period for make-up essays is. At least I'm caught up through Friday on readings for that class. The bad news is that I have a final project and a group project both due next Thursday, and the final project will require transcription of some conversation. I really need to find that damned tape recorder, or borrow one from someone else. And then there's the 20 page English paper I haven't really started yet, due the Tuesday after next (technically it's due Thursday with no penalty, but that would mean I wouldn't get any comments on it, and I want the comments). Yeah, I'm pretty much screwed.

The good news is, we had wonderful West African food in English today - hibiscus juice, and two kinds of rice with sweet potato, cassava, carrots, peanut sauce.... mmmmmmm. I'm stuffed, now. Still looking forward to my leftover turkey soup for dinner, though.

I bought Theoden a new collar yesterday, because the first one I bought him kept coming up and getting caught on his jaw when he'd wash his chest (which he does often because he's a vain little boy), and all the cat collars at PetCo had little jingle bells on them. You know, like to warn birds that the cat is coming. I didn't even think about it, because you always see cat collars with bells on, but as soon as I got it on him, he started freaking out trying to figure out where the jingling was coming from. It was hilarious - poor kitty, sitting up on his back legs and waving his paws like he was trying to grab the bell, or washing himself and then stopping and looking shocked every time the bell rang. Poor Theo. He finally seemed to be getting used to it, after a few hours, and he LOVES his new toys that we bought him. Fey got him a little hedgehog that you pull the string on and it jitters and wiggles, and I bought him one of those little kitty fishing poles with the tassel and bell at the end. We had a blast making him run in circles trying to catch the tassel last night.

ETA: I love how I can be going along feeling completely normal and then suddenly have the sensation that I'm drowning in stress. It's not even that bad - it's just the complete fear of letting something important drop and messing up majorly, and I start to feel like I'm going to choke. Argh.

No panic, though. That was just me needing to write that, not any actual really serious problems. Just the usual end-of-the-quarter panicking, with a few healthy side-doses of other stuff. Whee.

Comments

[spazzychic.livejournal.com]

Considering the worst a paper can do you is nick you to death, there's no need to panic. :D

[rivendellrose.livejournal.com]

In my experience, the worst a paper can do is make me stress for a week or so and stay up late desperately piecing words and research together... but even that's not all that bad. I'm used to it, by now. ;)

[theladyfeylene.livejournal.com]

There's herb roasted potatoes in cheese sauce and roast beef with peas too, when you come home if you need something to eat. I was going to drop by your work and bring you some, to go with your soup, but if you're busy I can leave you to it.

[rivendellrose.livejournal.com]

No, I'm not busy - I tried to research for my paper and found that the online resources are a bit more complicated than I'd remembered, so I'm pretty much just doing my usual work stuff, and reading. So if you wanted to come by, I'd probably be around (unless it was after 8:30, when I really start getting into the serious room-closing), but I've got the soup and all, so you don't have to. I'd feel bad to have you come all the way out here when I'd probably not have much time to hang out.

[theladyfeylene.livejournal.com]

There's a plate for you in the fridge, then. I don't want to take away from your work-time. I've got a few more stories I want to research, and Kari and I are going to take the dog for a walk. I'll see you when you get home. *hugs*

[rivendellrose.livejournal.com]

Okay, thank you! *hugs* See you then!

[theladyfeylene.livejournal.com]

You're welcome!

God damn it, I'm still hungry.... *pokes around for food*

[rivendellrose.livejournal.com]

Well, there's certainly no lack of food in the house. You could even finish that batch of popcorn we started last night. There were plenty of kernels left, I think... ;)

[theladyfeylene.livejournal.com]

I got some cereal. Kari and I are watching Kill Bill, we just got in from taking the dog fo a walk.

[rivendellrose.livejournal.com]

Whee, so there will be campy comic-book violence on the screen when I get home! *laughs*

[theladyfeylene.livejournal.com]

Most likely, yes! I'd forgotten how much I liked this movie.

[onefishjyuufish.livejournal.com]

*snugs* No panic, no panic~ Just breathe. :3

Oh, and as a suggestion - we sort of adopted a kitty not that long ago ourselves and Sparky just got him a dog collar. It's a small one, like for a chihuahua sized dog, but it's a rolled, reddish leather one that looks very dignified, won't get tangled in long hair, and doesn't get ratty like the nylon ones. Also, no silly cat bells! Though we did get a custom tag for the collar and it makes a very small jingle sound, but it's much less annoying than a cat bell, IMHO. :3

[rivendellrose.livejournal.com]

*Snugs back* Damn, I haven't seen you guys in ages. You have to stop by the house soon to visit.

Yeah, the first collar Theoden had was a chihuahua collar, but nylon. If he gets this one stuck in his mouth like he did the old one, I'll have to try the leather like you suggested - it's so scary when he does that, and I don't know how he'd get out of it if no one's home with him. At least he doesn't have the tag along with the bell - the tags they give at the animal shelter are the kind you slide onto the collar itself, so it doesn't jingle at all.

[narsilion.livejournal.com]

well, (20 page English paper?)
You will get through it fine, you always do. You're great at papers, even if they do stress you. Did you find a recorder to use? My Dad has one I think if you need to borrow it. Just let me know, ok? I'll be up somtime this weekend probably, to give Fey the package that came for her and pick up the library book she has up there. When is the best time for me to come up? Friday evening, or sometime Sunday is best for me I think, but let me know and we can work something out. Let me know as soon as possible so if you need the recorder, I can get it from him before I come up.
Hope your Thursday evening group is nice to you tonight!
Love ya!

[rivendellrose.livejournal.com]

Okay! Gimme another night to see if I can't find the one I think I have - I know I saw it the first weekend we were moving in, but I can't remember where I put it, and I wasn't sure anyway whether it could just pick up and record audio. As for time, Friday or Sunday are both fine, as far as I know. The only thing on my schedule that I can think of right now is a t-tunic-making thing on Saturday which I'm hopefully going to.