The good news: My psychology class is done done done, and I will be completely shocked if I don't get an A in the class.

The bad news: I completely freaked out yesterday and could not get my paper done. In fact, I had an anxiety attack and could barely move. I talked to my therapist today, and his advice was essentially get over it and do it.

The slightly better news: My therapist gave me a note for my professor and she extended my deadline until Monday.

Now I just need to figure out a way to "get over it" and get this paper done. It is only 5-7 pages. I have done wonderfully on everything else this semester. I used to be able to bang out papers as easy as I could breathe. This shouldn't be so hard. t /mememe

That is awful Cashmere. The hospital should definitely be sued. Much ~ma to mother and baby.

it appears that Mr. MG is employeed. He still has to pass the background and drug tests, but they have him scheduled to start December 27th. I'll be nervous until he is there for a week or two...

Woo Hoo!!! I hope the job works out well for him.

{{{MG}}}

Oh, and Joe landed safely.

Yay!

Now I just need to figure out a way to "get over it" and get this paper done. It is only 5-7 pages. I have done wonderfully on everything else this semester. I used to be able to bang out papers as easy as I could breathe. This shouldn't be so hard.

sj, it sounds like you've built the paper up to be a bigger deal than it is. Do what I do to get the dishes done: I talk myself into doing "just one pan" and then I end up sprinting through the rest of them before I can change my mind. Momentum is a wonderful thing.

I've discovered something interesting about chemistry.

When we moved, I left a 15-year-old bottle of homemade mead in the car and didn't worry too much about it, because I knew alcohol didn't freeze unless it got really, really cold.

Hubby and I opened the car doors. We both sniff curiously.
He: "That's ... weird."
Me: "Oh dear."
He: "Did we miss a bottle?"
Me: "Looks like."
He: "You understand that we'll never get out of a police stop without a breathalyzer again, don't you?"
Me: "Oh, yeah. Probably best to volunteer."

Fortunately, the weather was so cold that most of the broken bottle's contents were still ice, but part of the back seat is soaked with what smells like really good mead. I'm afraid my car is going to smell like a winery/distillery until the end of time now. I'm hoping that once the weather warms up and I can leave the windows open, that the car will outgas enough so as not to be too noticeable.

sj, it sounds like you've built the paper up to be a bigger deal than it is.

I have. It's been 10 years of finishing some classes, and dropping out mid semester in a severe depressive state, so I have school built up to this crazy impossible thing in my mind. For some reason, I have been able to work through attending classes and taking exams fairly well, but papers just freak me out, which is weird because it used to be what I was best at.

I talk myself into doing "just one pan" and then I end up sprinting through the rest of them before I can change my mind. Momentum is a wonderful thing.

This is good. I'm going to try to start a bit tonight, without insisting that I have to get everything done.

I didn't mean to kill the thread with all the meme.

Pet peeve:

Clients who insist on giving bulky giveaways. No one wants to carry crap around. But they do love to bitch to us about it. Bah.

This is good. I'm going to try to start a bit tonight, without insisting that I have to get everything done.

You know how I get started on daunting writing projects? I circle around them a lot. I write notes. I re-read improtant sections and highlight quotes. I fiddle with my citations. I do rough outlines. Then I might try a few topic sentences for my key paragraphs. So that by the time I had to Write The Paper t /pooh case it was already half done. A lot of it become stitching things together.

Feh on all the asshat bosses. Plus everything else everyone has already said.

(Our transit worker's union is threatening to strike. If they do....ugh. It will Not Be Pretty.)

My entire office is on high alert for Friday, in case there is a strike in NY and no one there can get into the office and all of the support work comes to us.

You know how I get started on daunting writing projects? I circle around them a lot. I write notes. I re-read improtant sections and highlight quotes. I fiddle with my citations. I do rough outlines. Then I might try a few topic sentences for my key paragraphs. So that by the time I had to Write The Paper it was already half done. A lot of it become stitching things together.

This is exactly how I was able to write my papers. I was always surprised when they came together.

Feh on all the asshat bosses.

t bitter laughter

ION, I don't know what disturbs me more: that I found myself idly googling "monkey duffle bag" on ebay, or that ebay found me one. In pink, at that.