Randomness

What is it about November that drives me crazy? No, really. Every year it's like this, and it's getting a bit old, you know? Life and school and NaNo, term papers and family crap and cold weather and the car being evol, and... yeah.

Despite which I'm having a good day. I swear. I have new music- I love new music. I have too many CDs now, of course, but I love 'em, so...

I swear I am getting there on the Moody essay. I'm digging into the stuff in OotP now, little details here and there, and then I just need to polish the thing up, toss it to one or two people to read, and post it. I've just got to get into the headspace where I can write essay-type stuff. Lately I sit down to write and what comes out is fic.

My NaNo word count is laughable. I still haven't typed the pages from my notebook, which is all I've done on it so far. bohemienne is going to kick my ass on word count again. And I don't care. I'm not sure the NaNo thing is happening for me this year at all. Maybe after I get the essay done, and this short paper I have to write for Myths...

It always amuses me to see when my paid time expires, which icons I'm left with. I forget what I use, half the time. This time I've got my default (Sydney with the Beth Hart lyrics), Mad Eye Moody, and the Gestalt Glitter Brain. I miss having the others at my fingertips, of course. Penny/Moody in particular. It's so pretty...

Should pay LJ again someyear so I can use all my icons. I'll forget about it for at least another month, though, because I always do.

And I'm starting to feel guilty for sitting here rambling at livejournal when I should be getting stuff done, so I suppose it's off to do some work. Of one form or another.

Essay update

I have eight tape flags left in Order of the Phoenix. The end is in sight, but I need a break. I just need to breathe a little.

And if the fic plot bunnies inspired by essay-related stuff would wait to bite until after I've finished the bloody essay, that would be great. Bloody little... Oh, I swear, the crap I put up with from my muses...

Fine, then. *grabs pen, scrawls in notebook*

Stupid bloody plot bunnies...

I'd really like to just get this thing done, as it's to the point where I can feel the end of it, there's this tension about it that's making me slightly nuts. It's a lot like a term paper, only, you know, the topic is a bit less annoying. But despite the fact it's going to be a week late tomorrow, I don't really plan on rushing it. Even if I finish it tonight, it's going to need some polish, which requires me swapping out the dead ink cartridge in my printer, running a printout, and taking a pen to said printout... and I don't feel up to that tonight in the slightest.

5 tape flags... One scene left to analyze, some final conclusions to write down...

I can actually do this. I can finish this thing.