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ciroccojWould like to change my emoticons. The little alien bouncing around is cute, but he's beginning to get on my nerves. Unfortunatly, don't know how.
Good morning with Daniel. Actually got a lot done, including some work on the Medieval diaroma.
War protest on Parliament Hill the other day. This time, 5,000 good citizens protested the fact that Canada isn't involved in the war.
No, I'm not kidding. I think the biggest anti-war protest on the Hill was about 1,000. Not sure about that number, but I am sure it was smaller than the pro-war demonstration. Belligerence really has no borders.
So, to comfort myself, I've been whistling The George Bush song to myself. "If you cannot find Osama, bomb Iraq..."
Must make appointment to go see shrink. Terribly unmotivated though - the first one I saw, back in December, told me I was about one step away from suicide, needed serious anti-depressants and intensive therapy. Which I was somewhat skeptical about, having been there and having found it nothing like where I am now. So this last one, who I saw about a month ago, listens for a while, then tells me I'm 'just fine', no reason for me to go on anti-depressants again or even come see her. Unless I want to 'vent.' Which, again, I'm a little skeptical about, having also been 'just fine' before and finding it nothing like where I am now.
Shrinks. Feh.
See, this is part of what makes me so bitter about Chris' decades in school, constant call, and long hours. He's doing all of this so that someday, he too can be just as clueless about human behaviour, emotions and motivations as those two quacks.
Terribly unmotivated to write. Which is probably a good thing, since I just got my final assignment for Crim and should get started studying for Torts. Writing about real law may not be as exciting as writing about writing about TV law, but it's somewhat more important for my future career prospects.
I do wonder, though, when and if I'll get re-motivated. Having lost my beta-reader, I'm feeling kind of blah about the whole business. Probably just as well - after my exams the kids will be home with me for the summer, so it's not like I'll have time to write anyway. But it would have been nice to be working on something in my copious spare time.
Oooh, My Baby Loves a Bunch of Authors is on. Wheee!!!!
Good morning with Daniel. Actually got a lot done, including some work on the Medieval diaroma.
War protest on Parliament Hill the other day. This time, 5,000 good citizens protested the fact that Canada isn't involved in the war.
No, I'm not kidding. I think the biggest anti-war protest on the Hill was about 1,000. Not sure about that number, but I am sure it was smaller than the pro-war demonstration. Belligerence really has no borders.
So, to comfort myself, I've been whistling The George Bush song to myself. "If you cannot find Osama, bomb Iraq..."
Must make appointment to go see shrink. Terribly unmotivated though - the first one I saw, back in December, told me I was about one step away from suicide, needed serious anti-depressants and intensive therapy. Which I was somewhat skeptical about, having been there and having found it nothing like where I am now. So this last one, who I saw about a month ago, listens for a while, then tells me I'm 'just fine', no reason for me to go on anti-depressants again or even come see her. Unless I want to 'vent.' Which, again, I'm a little skeptical about, having also been 'just fine' before and finding it nothing like where I am now.
Shrinks. Feh.
See, this is part of what makes me so bitter about Chris' decades in school, constant call, and long hours. He's doing all of this so that someday, he too can be just as clueless about human behaviour, emotions and motivations as those two quacks.
Terribly unmotivated to write. Which is probably a good thing, since I just got my final assignment for Crim and should get started studying for Torts. Writing about real law may not be as exciting as writing about writing about TV law, but it's somewhat more important for my future career prospects.
I do wonder, though, when and if I'll get re-motivated. Having lost my beta-reader, I'm feeling kind of blah about the whole business. Probably just as well - after my exams the kids will be home with me for the summer, so it's not like I'll have time to write anyway. But it would have been nice to be working on something in my copious spare time.
Oooh, My Baby Loves a Bunch of Authors is on. Wheee!!!!
