my monkied brain (katekat1010) wrote,
my monkied brain

long long day

Couldn't sleep on Sunday night, so instead I was up forever reading and then marched myself to class yesterday at 10 am.  Evening class was fun, although we ripped Ian Conry's book into itty bitty tiny shreds. If I feel up to it, I may end up writing about exactly what was wrong (I always have these half baked ideas that my journal is going to become the place where i suss out these ideas... but ... well, they're just half baked ideas). 

So yes, then I came home, had a little pizza, and got to read Freud's The Uncanny, which is actually way more readable that I'd remembered.  Couldn't sleep last night either, so I ended up turning in at 4 am or so, and my body tried to tell me I didn't need to wake up this morning in response.  However, there were presentation notes to draft and some Marilyn Ivy to read, so I hauled out of bed and read.

Class raked me over the coals.  Raked the whole class over the coals, actually, and it was disheartening to say the least.  I found out my presentation notes were supposed to be a four page paper draft (this was not made clear at all, but whatever), and for whatever reason we spent three hours on a segment of Tuesday's film that was approximately 60 seconds long.  We watched it.... 7 OR 8 TIMES.  At least, I think. It may have been more.  Not that it wasn't productive, but OUCH.  a little painful too.

Back home I'm ... spent. Tomorrow is another day filled with many many many to dos.

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