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remindmeofthe) wrote2007-12-13 01:26 pm
remindmeofthe) wrote2007-12-13 01:26 pm
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Reasons why the distractions of RP and finals have been a blessing in the past week:
* Terry Pratchett has Alzheimer's. Terry freaking Pratchett. The great big fucking genius himself. I don't even know what to say about that. I love Pterry. Most of my books are in storage, and I fail at getting things in to the library on time, so when I'm broke and my late fees are absurd, it's the ten or so Discworld novels in my possession that I read over and over. I never get tired of them. Terry and Discworld have made a profound impression on my literary tastes and, because of the insights of his satire, the way I interpret the world. I know life isn't fair, but - this is so unfair. Why is it Pterry?
* Evil baseball trades. That this is coming underneath an item about Alzheimer's says a great deal about my ability to see things in perspective, but hell. Too many of my boys are gone now. Something else I don't need to be thinking too hard about.
* Money stress. I'd rather not get into this. Let's just say that my financial situation has been most dire, and the thing I was counting on for relief has been delayed an extra week and a half. Thank god for helpful relatives and selling back textbooks.
* Anticipating the Mitchell report. (For the non-baseball folks on the list, the Mitchell report is regarding steroids, and when properly relased later today, will include a list of names of players who are confirmed as steroid users. I don't expect a lot of surprises, but there will be names on it that have been very dear to me since I got into baseball four years ago.) Some of the names have allegedly been leaked. Do not want. Thanks to aforementioned distractions, it's barely been on my radar, but today is the day to face up and make some decisions on how far my fan loyalty goes.
Those of you I've been roleplaying with, thank you. Having something exciting to think about has been keeping my sanity intact. That's hardly new, but in this past week or two it has been crucial in keeping me from backsliding into sheer panic.
And finals? Well. How can I worry about steroids and trades when I have to write papers and memorize a monologue and study for a final exam in my worst subject? This has been some most fortuitous timing.
* Terry Pratchett has Alzheimer's. Terry freaking Pratchett. The great big fucking genius himself. I don't even know what to say about that. I love Pterry. Most of my books are in storage, and I fail at getting things in to the library on time, so when I'm broke and my late fees are absurd, it's the ten or so Discworld novels in my possession that I read over and over. I never get tired of them. Terry and Discworld have made a profound impression on my literary tastes and, because of the insights of his satire, the way I interpret the world. I know life isn't fair, but - this is so unfair. Why is it Pterry?
* Evil baseball trades. That this is coming underneath an item about Alzheimer's says a great deal about my ability to see things in perspective, but hell. Too many of my boys are gone now. Something else I don't need to be thinking too hard about.
* Money stress. I'd rather not get into this. Let's just say that my financial situation has been most dire, and the thing I was counting on for relief has been delayed an extra week and a half. Thank god for helpful relatives and selling back textbooks.
* Anticipating the Mitchell report. (For the non-baseball folks on the list, the Mitchell report is regarding steroids, and when properly relased later today, will include a list of names of players who are confirmed as steroid users. I don't expect a lot of surprises, but there will be names on it that have been very dear to me since I got into baseball four years ago.) Some of the names have allegedly been leaked. Do not want. Thanks to aforementioned distractions, it's barely been on my radar, but today is the day to face up and make some decisions on how far my fan loyalty goes.
Those of you I've been roleplaying with, thank you. Having something exciting to think about has been keeping my sanity intact. That's hardly new, but in this past week or two it has been crucial in keeping me from backsliding into sheer panic.
And finals? Well. How can I worry about steroids and trades when I have to write papers and memorize a monologue and study for a final exam in my worst subject? This has been some most fortuitous timing.