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Random disjointed babbling
Mar. 16th, 2006 11:18 amI'm tired. Which makes me... Well, I'm not sure bitchy is the appropriate term. But it makes me more likely to tell people off when I think they deserve it, as opposed to biting my tongue and being polite and whatnot. It's vaguely satisfying, in a strange way. I'm not quite sure how to explain it.
Also, our internet connection is fucked, I am VERY ANNOYED about this, and the keyboard on the computer in the McGill computer labs is one of those ancient things you have to BASH on to get to work, and it makes as much noise as a typewriter. On the flip side, of course, I have internet access on this computer, so all is not lost. And I can do work. And e-mail documents. And, of course, attempt to frantically get everything done before I leave for the weekend. Because this weekend, I'm in Toronto. And yes, I'm looking forward to it. It should be fun.
And... I'm having lunch with my dad today. Which I'm actually looking forward to. Of course, it's mostly business discussions (working with family is strange) but I get along with my dad, so it's all good.
... And, oh dear god, I've lost all ability to write anything that sounds coherent. Hopefully that'll come back with sleep. Or more coffee. Or something. Because this is an issue. *deep breath* I can do this. Work now. Yes. It will happen.
Also, our internet connection is fucked, I am VERY ANNOYED about this, and the keyboard on the computer in the McGill computer labs is one of those ancient things you have to BASH on to get to work, and it makes as much noise as a typewriter. On the flip side, of course, I have internet access on this computer, so all is not lost. And I can do work. And e-mail documents. And, of course, attempt to frantically get everything done before I leave for the weekend. Because this weekend, I'm in Toronto. And yes, I'm looking forward to it. It should be fun.
And... I'm having lunch with my dad today. Which I'm actually looking forward to. Of course, it's mostly business discussions (working with family is strange) but I get along with my dad, so it's all good.
... And, oh dear god, I've lost all ability to write anything that sounds coherent. Hopefully that'll come back with sleep. Or more coffee. Or something. Because this is an issue. *deep breath* I can do this. Work now. Yes. It will happen.
