I bought a copy of the Bhagavad-Gita from the most handsome monk I've ever seen on Wednesday. And yes, I know, he was sent out because he was pretty, adorable, had the sweetest most sincere eyes, and quite the charming smile. And yes, I know, there's something slightly wrong with oggling a monk. But I'm not DEAD! And he was pretty. I am a sucker for the shaved head. And going to hell, but I don't mind that so much.
Research has been absolutely crappy - I can't find a copy of Ougon no Hou anywhere (it's also called The Golden Laws, and it's the movie version i'm looking for, not the book *shakes fist at interlibrary loan for misunderstanding that*). This absolutely sucks rotten tomatoes because I'm supposed to be structuring my entire research paper around it. I don't know what to do. I think I'm going to have to fess up to the prof that I don't have a copy and ask her to help me find it. Anyone know an archive of totally obscure Japanese movies they can send me to? And yep, we're talking obscure here.
The next exciting fiasco was today when I finally got a hold of the translation of Riike's "Machine" and discovered, contrary to what I'd talked about with my prof, that it's not at all about the modern body, but instead about someone going mad from modern processes. Which is great and all, but I'd been doing my research from the perspective that I could use it and Tetsuo Iron Man and talk about how the cyberpunk body is constructed in this super threatening way ... so that means I'm scrapping the 15 or so articles I found last night and the couple of hours of research, and instead going to have to focus on the mental breakdown of man. Which is ok, except that I feel a bit like I'm cheating since I've already taken the madness class ... sigh.
I'm getting a B in Japanese!! Thank the gods and stars and the nonstop study schedule because it's actually working... marginally. I got a 78% on my last test (that was up from the 72% or so of the previous) and what with my quiz scores actually getting back into the A-range I might be able to turn this semester around before it bites me in the ass. But it means no letting up, no breathing, no shirking! So tonight I'll be doing flashcards again. The only fabulous part about this semester is the group project is finally something I can contribute actual skills to - we're doing a little newspaper type thing on cooking, so I put together some lovely graphics and did a simple but pretty layout with lots of lovely images and a gigantic word search and we turn it in tomorrow. One more project done.
The ones that are left though? The boss's website is dragging on and on and on and on... partially because of hosting glitches we knew we'd have but still it just seems like it's never fucking ending. I need to be DONE but still there's always just *one more thing* that crops up at least once a day. Perhaps, soon, that can be another checkmark on the list of my life though.
That's not even the half of it though - last week the kitten decided she wasn't going to eat and so stopped for ... oh.... three days. We tried everything - tuna, bacon, nutrical (high-protein kitty food), kitten treats, milk - you name it, we tried it. FINALLY last Friday she started to come around enough for us to breathe a small sigh of relief. My darling took her into the vet where they told him that she was dehydrated (No DUH!?!) and that no other tests seemed to indicate anything else. We have the cat with the mystery illness that just makes her get thinner and not feel good. But she's getting back to normal, slowly, and hopefully she'll put some weight on before Thanksgiving so Ryan won't accuse us of mistreating her. Trust me, she's not being anything but pampered, since she's still getting tuna mixed in with her wet food just to make sure she eats something!
I finally got into college!! YAY! They sent me the official notification that I was accepted to the Master's program at UT. Thank fucking god. Not that I was totally worried, but it just seems like if there's something to administratively fuck up, it will happen. It wasn't that different at Santa Cruz. I always say that the one thing you should learn in college is to have patience with an administration that, although they're supposed to be there for you, really isn't going to care unless you do.
GAH. I think that's enough for now. I'm sure I'm forgetting half of the things I want to say, and I know I'm less than amusing with this bland recitation crap anyway. I'm just glad I had the motivation and the inclination and submitted to the temptation to post!