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Reasons Why I Obviously Cannot Edit My Thesis Right Now

12 Mar

I can think of ten totally legitimate, entirely logical, definitely-not-procastination-or-anxiety-based reasons why I am not and obviously cannot edit my thesis right now:  

  1. It’s almost dinner time. Sort of.
  2. My feet are cold.
  3. I am currently writing this blog post.
  4. I have not seen a real life cat today.
  5. There’s no proper tea around.
  6. I overslept this morning.
  7. The walls are green.
  8. It’s Wednesday.
  9. I think I have to pee.
  10. There’s a hanger on the couch.

Yup. There you have it. Simply cannot edit my senior thesis right now. Welp.


A Ditty for the “Oh God So Close to the Weekend…” Day

24 Jan

grumpy cat latte art

A Ditty for the Last of the Week Days

There was not enough coffee for my coffee cup.

There was not enough coffee to fill the cup up.

I overestimated what was left

in that most beautiful French press carafe

and now my caffeination is dangerously low

and my motivation center is synapsing quite slow

so you all got a half-crazed dump of a ditty

which I hope you’ve laughed at, even if it’s not witty.

Oh god, why isn’t it the weekend yet?

Note: Why the hell do I think of the weekend as “relief?” I usually have to get up several hours earlier…

an attempt at a webcomic

2 Jan

I am by no means a webcomic artist. I have huge respect for the hordes of magnificent digital artists out there. Erica Moen, Christine Sun, you guys blow me away. And then there’s Randall Munroe, who fucking manages to make goddamn stick figures look emotionally expressive even though they have no goddamn face. Seriously. It’s fine, Randall. You can just go and be a god of visual subtext like that. Whatever.

But anyhoo. I’m going to occasionally do this thing where I maybe make a “webcomic, by which I actually mean I will throw panels at you all of anguishingly rudimentary stickpeople who have bitter writer problems. I’m tentatively calling it “Write with Sarcasm.”

Because this is my blog. I can do whatever I goddamn want! So there!

Ahem. *Stops stamping foot like a two year old and puts clothes back on.* I’ll just leave that comic thing here now…

Write with Sarcasm

because your writing apparently doesn't just speak for itself.