Travel Is Dangerous

Ohhhhhh I love the new Mogwai. LOVE IT. And GoF coming out on the same damn day? I'm amazed I've left the house. JD and I also ordered a shitload of cds (including the new Mono preorder OMG!!!1) that should all be here by the end of the week. It is gorgeous soundland around these parts. Oh, I love post rock. I know it only gets more retarded as I keep stating that, but it's so true. JD having recently joined a post rock band just cements our marriage vows in my mind.

So we tried to get our passports today, but we can't find JD's birth certificate. So instead, we took care of all the other miscellaneous crap wedding errands that we needed to do. We found him a shirt and tie that actually match his weird suit, we bought invitations to have printed to satisfy our damn mothers who have separately nagged us to send "real" invitations to everyone even when we know they aren't coming to the actual ceremony. So that will happen. You're all going to get invites too, because we will have way too many and I know you love receiving things in the mail.

And I got some jeans and I got my shoes. Teeeheehehehehehehe. Shoes. And how. They're lovely. They're this pretty icy slate blue color and they're d'orsay cut and they make me about a foot taller and they have the cutest raw silk edges. I will try to take photos but I know no one probably cares.

What else? I finished a paper tonight that I said I'd have finished tonight. That rules. It's a paper I've been working on in some capacity since I got here. Yes, in 2003. Sigh. It's suddenly shot up the priority list, though, so we're trying to get it out by the end of the month. Maybe April. But it'd be my first one, and I actually have another one that I'll be working on all day tomorrow that's also very close to being ready to go out. It's totally sweet. I mean, they will both be roundly rejected from every journal we send them to, but still.

JD has perfected a vegan recipe for snickerdoodles, and they are so good I cry with joy when I eat them.

Tomorrow is Jen's birthday, HAPPY BIRTHDAY JEN! She is totally awesome, everyone tell her so in my comments. Or tell her personally. Whatever.

Yeah Yeah Yeah. Can't wait to see all of you guys super soon. I am counting down the minutes.

The Impact Bias

There are, approximately, eighteen things I need to catch up on today. In that sense I totally fucking hate Sundays. I think all grad students treat Sunday as their catch up day, but it feels like Extra Monday and I resent that right now.

Jess is housesitting for a couple weeks. She did a weeklong stint a while ago, and it was heavenly. I am delighted that she's away for a good chunk of time, and that it happens to correspond with the busiest time of the quarter for me. Usually, I am on edge all weekend because she is camped out in the living room watching some horrible MTV marathon, and when I venture out to dig the sudoku out of the paper I am assaulted.

Speaking of Assaulted, did anyone watch SNL last night? Fucking Natalie. That was the greatest episode I have seen in years. The comedic duo of chris parnell and that new guy writing music videos is priceless. I was in a bad mood all night and I still laughed until I almost peed.

I am so sick of having my computer in front of me. Since I dropped His Majesty the battery life has been shot. So now I have about five seconds of unpluggy time before it dies. And I had to get a new power cord a month or so ago because mine fell apart where it bent against my knee if I sat cross legged. So now I have to sit with my computer flat on my lap so I don't fuck this cord up too. Sigh.

God, I am just so whiny. I'm going to go eat lunch. And then chapter the hell out of this thing.

Tragedy! When You Lose Control And You Got No Soul, It's Tragedy!

Too Too Too much stuff going on. I'm doing that thing where I'm paralyzed with busyness and not getting anything done. Although, to be totally fair to myself, Wednesday is my "day off" if there is one to be spoken of. So. I guess I only feel halfway bad about not yet getting things done.

I do still have a giant list of work-related things that have to get crossed off before tomorrow, but today I've gone to the gym, showered, eaten a bucket of guacamole, and am currently doing laundry. It's really sad when I feel guilty about exercising and doing laundry because they are not explicitly research.

And with that.