Thursday, February 17, 2005
February is bad
Yes well it is - this morning I woke up at 5.30 (as I've taken to doing) and when 6.30 came andthere was no sign of sleep (as there usually is) I gave up so this morning I have read the 1st 2 chapters of "a short introduction to british politics" I am undecided as to whether this indicates that my underlying problem is a lack of mental stimulation - so I'm going to try and read more challenging stuff - or a belief that the book would be so boring it sent me back to sleep. What I now know is that I know far less than I'd like but far more than I did. I also need to use the dictionary more.
I will now finish getting dressed (early) and try to get to work early enough to listen to more of the intensley irritating talking book "inconceivable" by ben elton. His stuff is very predictable - you know they will have baby in end. The blokes bits are hysterical but sadly interspersed with the incessant whining of the woman who has failed to grasp (as a negative stereotype she wouldn't would she) that she is in fact a human being in her own right and not, as she has deceived herself, a faulty incubator for another life form. Whine whine whine. when will we live in a society that doesn't perpetuate these myths? However I feel obliged to continue, mostly as the book was a gift, but partly becuase Hugh Lauries reading of Sam's charcacter is laugh out loud funny, and just outweighs the anger the silly bint raises in my soul. (which is, I'm sure, just a redirection at the anger I'm feeling with myself for failing to do any of the tasks I should do right now outside work like getting my books up to date, facing the fact that I've failed to clear my credit card before the 0% runs out, and starting my assignments for semester 2, or even keeping on top of the weekly work)
I will now finish getting dressed (early) and try to get to work early enough to listen to more of the intensley irritating talking book "inconceivable" by ben elton. His stuff is very predictable - you know they will have baby in end. The blokes bits are hysterical but sadly interspersed with the incessant whining of the woman who has failed to grasp (as a negative stereotype she wouldn't would she) that she is in fact a human being in her own right and not, as she has deceived herself, a faulty incubator for another life form. Whine whine whine. when will we live in a society that doesn't perpetuate these myths? However I feel obliged to continue, mostly as the book was a gift, but partly becuase Hugh Lauries reading of Sam's charcacter is laugh out loud funny, and just outweighs the anger the silly bint raises in my soul. (which is, I'm sure, just a redirection at the anger I'm feeling with myself for failing to do any of the tasks I should do right now outside work like getting my books up to date, facing the fact that I've failed to clear my credit card before the 0% runs out, and starting my assignments for semester 2, or even keeping on top of the weekly work)
// posted by Bitvacuous @ 8:27 am 
