I think that's the first time I've watched Sin City without laughing. I'm not sure that's a good thing.
I haven't counted the number of books I've got to read through today and tomorrow. That said it's 16:24 and I've not touched a single one. I HAVE however watched Sin City, and I think I'm even more muddled over my thesis. It matches what I've got in my mind perfectly. I'll look at how entertainment has gotten more violent since Dick Tracey vs. Crime Inc. How the characters and "heros" have changed from strong, infallibles to... God I don't even know what to call that. there might be a third topic as well, but I really don't need one. I've got > 9000 books to go through, each with at least one chapter pertaining to my subjects. I'll also have to find some statistics looking at crime then and now, just sugar-coat things a little, and I've gotten to all this long before everybody else has. So why, oh why, am I so muddled? Everybody else can pound out a thesis with their fists with no problem apparently. Jon, an actor and English major whom I have a great deal of respect for, hadn't even started research last I talked to him this friday. That said, I fear that for all my hard work and effort and reading till my eyes bleed, he'll still put out a better paper than I. I know I'm doing something wrong, but I can't figure it out. It doesn't help that I strongly question our Engl 101 teacher's grading methods. Jon himself has commented that she seems to have a very specific paper she wants out of us, and if we don't fit that we fail. She gave us an example paper and told us it was about a middlle draft. It was terrible. Everybody in the class knew that they'd written better papers than that and gotten worse than "middle." It's all so very confusing... and paranoia inducing. Mostly, I think it's the fact that it's... 16:33 and I've not yet started work... sigh.
Additional:
My roomie moved out yesterday. I'm sad because he was a good roomie, and he had a TV, but immediately after, me and a friend set about rearranging the room to give me more space and an AWESOME desk. Sadly, while he was away with his visiting parents, I found out that there was no chance I was keeping this room to myself for very long. Apparently there's a waiting list to get into Stephenson. While checking mail earlier today, I found a bit of what appears to be spam waing for my new roomie. I've been getting to bed early (20:30-21:30), and I'm afraid my new roomie will cause problems with that.
I haven't counted the number of books I've got to read through today and tomorrow. That said it's 16:24 and I've not touched a single one. I HAVE however watched Sin City, and I think I'm even more muddled over my thesis. It matches what I've got in my mind perfectly. I'll look at how entertainment has gotten more violent since Dick Tracey vs. Crime Inc. How the characters and "heros" have changed from strong, infallibles to... God I don't even know what to call that. there might be a third topic as well, but I really don't need one. I've got > 9000 books to go through, each with at least one chapter pertaining to my subjects. I'll also have to find some statistics looking at crime then and now, just sugar-coat things a little, and I've gotten to all this long before everybody else has. So why, oh why, am I so muddled? Everybody else can pound out a thesis with their fists with no problem apparently. Jon, an actor and English major whom I have a great deal of respect for, hadn't even started research last I talked to him this friday. That said, I fear that for all my hard work and effort and reading till my eyes bleed, he'll still put out a better paper than I. I know I'm doing something wrong, but I can't figure it out. It doesn't help that I strongly question our Engl 101 teacher's grading methods. Jon himself has commented that she seems to have a very specific paper she wants out of us, and if we don't fit that we fail. She gave us an example paper and told us it was about a middlle draft. It was terrible. Everybody in the class knew that they'd written better papers than that and gotten worse than "middle." It's all so very confusing... and paranoia inducing. Mostly, I think it's the fact that it's... 16:33 and I've not yet started work... sigh.
Additional:
My roomie moved out yesterday. I'm sad because he was a good roomie, and he had a TV, but immediately after, me and a friend set about rearranging the room to give me more space and an AWESOME desk. Sadly, while he was away with his visiting parents, I found out that there was no chance I was keeping this room to myself for very long. Apparently there's a waiting list to get into Stephenson. While checking mail earlier today, I found a bit of what appears to be spam waing for my new roomie. I've been getting to bed early (20:30-21:30), and I'm afraid my new roomie will cause problems with that.
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