The Algebra of Shadows

I'm still trying to figure out if I've caught Mom's cold or not. I've been really tired lately, but that's nothing new, and most of the rest of my symptoms could be really bad allergies, too. It's the sore throat that has me worried, though, because I usually don't get them unless I'm sick.

Not that it matters much. I still have classes to go to and stuff to do, and unless I'm dying, I'd pretty much better be there.

But anyway, I'm glad it's Friday. Algebra classes and all- and let's face it, who in their right mind wants to sit through an hour and a half of Algebra? Ew. (Apologies to all you math people; I still love you, the way I still love my uncle with the math degees. You just make me slightly nuts, that's all.)

I'm finding myself toying with the idea of redesigning urbandruid.net It has been like that a year, after all. Someobody shoot me now. bohemienne? Please? I do not have time for this. Not now.

(But it'll be so cool... I'll do something spiffy with PSP and my halfassed ancient PhotoShop, and Galen will become my mascot. It was gonna be Gandalf, but while he has the druid down, unless I can plunk him onto a New York street or something, he totally lacks the urban. And that would be cool too, but I think somehow Galen is more of what I want for Urbandruid.)

I suppose I could start this monster over spring break- which begins a week from today, gods and goddesses be thanked!- but web design of that sort is not a week-long project for me. It'll keep till after finals. It's going to have to.

I bombed my Algebra test. Worst grade ever. *sigh* Yeah, well, that's what happens when you don't know what the hell you're doing, and somehow none of your answers seem to come out right. I'll deal. I'll figure out how I screwed that stuff up before finals, and I won't let the same thing happen with the chapter we're doing now, or the one after that, or... Well, you get the idea.

Of course, I'm expecting this chapter to get really scary today. So far it's been pretty friendly- square roots, cubed roots, fourth roots, and the occasional negative exponent. Then there were fractional exponents, which I have to honestly say- suck. But why do I get the feeling this is just leading up to Really Scary Math Shit?

Yeah. I totally need more Galen than Gandalf in my life.

Cheers.

Assorted Theatrical Musings

I'm overwhelmed by the sheer amount of stuff I have to do- all the little things piling up into bigger things, and most of the easy stuff is done already because I wanted to get it out of the way. And this may have been a mistake, because now I'm left with the large projects, the time-consuming stuff, the things that have so many details. I feel weighted down by it, buried under story ideas and doc files, icons and schoolwork, all of the things I have to do, and a million that I want to. I know I'm taking on too much, that I should let some of it go for a time. But I don't want to, and I probably won't, because frankly if I don't have one or two fun things to do, or things that I at some level enjoy, even if they are at times also vastly frustrating- If I don't have these things, it's entirely possible that I could go crazy.

One more week, I keep telling myself. Just one more week and you can stop, pause to catch your breath, do all of the useless little things you feel like doing right now, which include but are not limited to watching Babylon 5 and writing Harry Potter fic.

I keep forgetting how much I love Pansy Parkinson. And how I want to write her, maybe roleplay her somewhere, with all of the wit and grace and horrible sarcasm I know I have within me.

Sometimes I think too much about how I'm not good enough to write certain things, particular characters in particular fandoms. I think this is something I just need to get over and let go of. I need to stop thinking I can't, and move on to what if I did?

( Theatrical Muse stuff; to drop a muse or a pair of them, or not... )