More Time, Please
I am having a hamster wheel of a week - yesterday was a blur and I feel like despite attempts to get ahead / stay afloat, I was just spinning my tires. Today, much the same. I have a ton of speeches to grade - and I just spend too much time giving feedback (I am all to detailed a peer-responder, especially when I have 30 drafts to look at). I just spent the afternoon in a Starbucks grading like a fiend, but I barely cut my pile in half. That's disheartening - to see so much effort go comparatively such a miniscule way. Just the same, it's nice to have an extra hour of day light and spring is fast approaching in Wisconsin - that's just pleasant, I just wish I could squeeze an extra way between Tuesday and Wednesday, allowing me to grade my speeches leisurely and also watch the two French movies I have on the docket for tonight (Lola, and 400 Blows, which I've regrettably never seen). Since my New Wave knowledge is shameful for a Film Student, I also have pledged to read the assignment... we'll see, I fear that even all the caffeine, stimulation, and best intentions might fail me in that department. I already finished this scene project (for my production class) that's been plaguing me - but that doesn't seem like such a triumph in the wake of everything still screaming for my attention.
Last night in my classical film theory class we started our four-week discussion of Sergei Eisenstein. This reading is dense and incomprehensible, this may be the fever talking, but it's a challenge. This man has made me rethink my stylistic predisposition to use parenthesis in writing (often, I just naturally group "asides" into parenthetical thoughts, like so). Just the same, he's shown that this is not only confusing, but extremely annoying and unclear. We'll see if I can't break myself of this terrible habit.
Now that the sun is brightly shining through my windows - my filthy laziness is exposed. My apartment got all shades of out of control dirty / cluttered when I was bed-ridden. Now it's just a depressing place to be - I don't have the means to take care of this myself right now.
On the health front, I was doing better then suffered a brief relapse last night (now my throat hurts to swallow, even to breathe). Just the same, despite my deteriotating condition, I went with Eric for our Monday night bottle of wine (even though I had to choke down every sip with some effort). This is the most fun part of my weekly routine - we rehearse the same conversations (last night art's topic was disgusting, body-mutilation performance art from Vienna), idle talk about our non-existent love lifes and how we could "solve" that problem, but won't, and summer plans. I had a particularly good time - maybe just because I've been starved for company and cooped-up indoors for too long and didn't get a shake at a real, mind-clearing weekend.
ugh... Nearly 6pm and I hope there's enough coal on the fire to get me to tomorrow.
posted by lmjasinski at 5:18 PM
