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shhhh it's still autumn
Dec. 15th, 2012 11:18 pmI had a nice day today, doing work and then watching far too much television (teetering on the precipice of an obsession with Buffy the Vampire Slayer that I will delay until after finals are over, and also grossly invested in The War Games which is ten twenty-four minute serials long, something I didn't realize when I started watching it, and by then it was too late. I'm loving Zoe so far - actually, I'm loving every single character in the story so far, including Random Scottish Redcoat. I'll have to space it out over the course of the next few days) and I also bought double-pointed size-0 needles so I can knit some of the things over at MochiMochiLand. The two old ladies over at the Stitching Post, who were very nice and thought I was a girl, thankfully managed to talk me out of the 9" long 000 needles. They'd have been the right size for crochet thread, but would have gotten unwieldy for an 18-stitch project.
My housemates invited me to go to an ugly-sweater party with them, but I went to a potluck last night, I don't own any sweaters, and I really need to work on my Yuletide. Also on my final paper, but, you know, who the fuck cares about that?
I also keep spazzing because it feels like Sunday, and I'm thinking "holy shit I've got to get all of this done in the next three days" but I have three days before my stupid-story edit is due, four before my Anthropology final, and five before my Hamlet/Segismundo essay and Yuletide are both due. So I do have some time.
Not going to lie, I'm ridiculously excited about this essay. It's a bitch to write, and I keep having to change my thesis because I keep re-analyzing -- I'm doing a comparison of Hamlet's "to be or not to be" monologue, and comparing it to Segismundo's "todos suenan lo que son" -- the speeches in different contexts, trying to figure out which one is the best angle from which to approach. I had my breakthrough while sitting in the public library.
(Also while at the library, this woman came in with her little girl. The little girl was like "anohito ...?" and I freaked because whenever little kids say something like "look at that person" etc then I assume they're going to comment on me ... only to see her run straight up to this long-haired dude in a chair near mind, stare at him for a moment, and then run back to her mom, pointing at him. "Nagai," she informed her, and then something else I didn't understand. It was interesting, because I remembered what my Japanese professor said, about how she wasn't able to speak in complete sentences until she was two years old. This girl was probably two or three, and she was speaking in fragments, but the fact that she was still perfectly clear is sort of ... I mean, it's true of little kids in any language, but in this instance it was interesting because a whole lot of the grammar we learned this semester in Japanese was about not-saying. Japanese people say a lot by what parts of sentences they leave out, and how they lead up to silences, and et cetera.
I need to be writing essay, not blog post. Enough.
My housemates invited me to go to an ugly-sweater party with them, but I went to a potluck last night, I don't own any sweaters, and I really need to work on my Yuletide. Also on my final paper, but, you know, who the fuck cares about that?
I also keep spazzing because it feels like Sunday, and I'm thinking "holy shit I've got to get all of this done in the next three days" but I have three days before my stupid-story edit is due, four before my Anthropology final, and five before my Hamlet/Segismundo essay and Yuletide are both due. So I do have some time.
Not going to lie, I'm ridiculously excited about this essay. It's a bitch to write, and I keep having to change my thesis because I keep re-analyzing -- I'm doing a comparison of Hamlet's "to be or not to be" monologue, and comparing it to Segismundo's "todos suenan lo que son" -- the speeches in different contexts, trying to figure out which one is the best angle from which to approach. I had my breakthrough while sitting in the public library.
(Also while at the library, this woman came in with her little girl. The little girl was like "anohito ...?" and I freaked because whenever little kids say something like "look at that person" etc then I assume they're going to comment on me ... only to see her run straight up to this long-haired dude in a chair near mind, stare at him for a moment, and then run back to her mom, pointing at him. "Nagai," she informed her, and then something else I didn't understand. It was interesting, because I remembered what my Japanese professor said, about how she wasn't able to speak in complete sentences until she was two years old. This girl was probably two or three, and she was speaking in fragments, but the fact that she was still perfectly clear is sort of ... I mean, it's true of little kids in any language, but in this instance it was interesting because a whole lot of the grammar we learned this semester in Japanese was about not-saying. Japanese people say a lot by what parts of sentences they leave out, and how they lead up to silences, and et cetera.
I need to be writing essay, not blog post. Enough.
