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[rivendellrose]

I'm never starting a discussion of gender bias in education again. Ever. Especially not when I'm already in a foul mood.

I apologize for not replying to the comments in my previous entry. I usually try to make a point of answering anyone who comments to me. I'm just not feeling up to dealing with that conversation right now, and it's my own fault for starting it when I knew I was in a bad mood. At the risk of saying something I might regret, I'm not replying to anything.

Comments

[narsilion.livejournal.com]

oh, sorry your not feeling well....anything I can do?

[rivendellrose.livejournal.com]

No, I'm just bad-mood-y right now. Nothing unusual. Just a combination of stress, being tired, and the time of the month.

[otterknit.livejournal.com]

Happy National Sea Monkey Day?

[rivendellrose.livejournal.com]

Was it really? Wow. That's so silly!

[otterknit.livejournal.com]

According to this page, it was. I didn't really stop to consider how silly it was. Just had a vague feeling that it was amusing. You're right though...

Gah, now I'm starting to think about a miriad of strange things I've sen in the last few days and ponder how people could come up with them.

[rivendellrose.livejournal.com]

Heheheh. Sorry about that - I didn't mean to make you suddenly consider the complete strangeness that is the world.

...On second thought, that's always a fun thing to consider, so maybe I really did. *g*

[zhapper.livejournal.com]

Hmm. I tend to be overzealous. Lately I've had the gonzo journalism monkey on my back quite frequently. I apologize if I caused any stress.

[rivendellrose.livejournal.com]

Not your fault - I've been in one of those 'completely on edge' sort of moods the last two days. And I should know better than to start political discussions, as they tend to make me worse when I'm feeling like that.

[zhapper.livejournal.com]

Understandable. How's school going? I'd imagine that you're under a lot of pressure right now.

[rivendellrose.livejournal.com]

Urgh. Trying to finish my thesis, which is a nightmare because I can't get over thinking "holy crap, this is the worst thing I've ever written and completely lacking any sort of interesting argument and what the fuck was I thinking when I did this?" And thinking that makes me not want to even look at the damned thing, let alone actually work on it.

And then trying to work up the courage to walk into the Gateway center and say "hi, you're going to think I'm completely insane and that's probably true, but I kind of didn't apply for graduation 'cause I thought I wanted to take a second major, and now I realize that no, I actually want to be done because the second major won't help anything anyway and I'm sick of this and want to be done." And the whole "I'll apply to grad school in the fall but I'm no longer sure of to what or why or anything because right now I can't remember why the hell I started studying English and everything I'm interested in leads me nowhere and I have no idea what I'm doing with anything anymore, and am realizing that I haven't for the last four years."

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Let's just pretend that rant didn't happen, shall we? Sorry about that - I don't see you for months, and then I dump all my stress on you because you happen to ask me how it's going at a moment when I'm in a talkative mood. *Headdesk*