Have I ever mentioned that I love Snow Patrol?

I was kindly reminded by the BGF that I haven’t written in forever, so here I am, 10 at night on Sunday, finishing up some grading, listening to the new Snow Patrol, thinking about why I haven’t been writing lately.  Part of it is because I haven’t really had much to say.  Okay, that’s not completely true.  I always have a lot to say.

You know when you haven’t done something for a really long time and get really agitated about doing it again?  I was seeing a guy for the past two weeks, after not having been dating in a really long time, and was a complete and total mess beforehand.  We’re talking mess of epic proportions.  I don’t think I ate a full meal in four days.  Turns out I was worked up for nothing, especially considering that the guy was kind of crazy and nowhere worth that kind of freak-out.  Honestly, who in their right mind says “Wanna bet who’s going to say the l-word first?” the second time you’ve been with that person?  So weird….

This is sort of the same problem I’m having with the paper.  I don’t want to even look at it because I’ve built it up into this huge ridiculous crazy awful thing that it isn’t.  It’s a stupid paper.  It’s twenty pages.  It’s about some topic that about ten people in the country will consider reading, and of those ten people five of them will find an excuse not to, and of the remaining five people only three will, and one of those three will be my best friend because she’s nice to me and she won’t even really be interested in the subject matter.  I’m not even interested in the subject matter.  So there.

I didn’t meet my self-imposed deadline of the 13th.  I will blame the boy and work and grading papers.  Now there is no boy, work is a poor excuse, and grading will end in about a month.  That means that I will have this paper done by Christmas.  That’s what I told my dad today, and I’m sticking to it.  I even looked at the calendar and did some figuring in my head, so my brain feels like this is more official than the last deadline.  Hopefully my brain won’t get tripped up by my agitation.