Working on my final paper for my Stress and Accent class. This paper is also part of my thesis, which is both great and terrible. Since it is a work in progress, my professor doesn’t expect perfection—but I still do.
The problem is that when I’m working on this part, I think of things that will work well in the rest of the thesis. And, no, I don’t try to cram them into this paper, but I have to make a note of these things somewhere so I won’t forget what might just be an amazing insight.
Still doing the new method for analyzing musical poetry, but it’s changed a bit. In a good way, of course, but it’s also very time consuming. It’s forced me to redo my musical notation 5 times now, which is a huge pain in my ass. But it needs to be done.
I’m just so TIRED. Tired, tired, tired. All the time. Look at me, it’s 4:18 in the morning and I just stopped working on this thing. I’ve been going, on and off (mostly on) since 10 am yesterday. My brain is threatening to leave me unless I take some time soon and watch a marathon of something stupid and trashy, like America’s Next Top Model or something.
I’m thinking I’ll be done by Tuesday night at the latest. And then I swear I will be so lazy.
Actually, no, I don’t. I figure I might as well keep going and pound out a really good thesis draft. Might as well, since I’m already in that whole zone of thinking about it. But maybe not so frantically? That would be great.
