I know I haven't used this journal much in recent years, but I am still alive and coping with RL. Mostly.
That said, I think I may have to declare this little blog attempt a failure. Everything else I've got going on always seems to boot it to the end of my list or otherwise bury it or shove it out of my awareness. I won't shut it down, so I'll still be reachable here if you want to send a PM, but I doubt I'll use it for posting things.
I don't get it. What has LJ done with their login prompt? Why am I suddenly forced to use openID? What was wrong with the way it was? I don't have an openID and I don't want one. Nor do I particularly feel like linking my LJ to my facebook, thanks.
And I'm leaving home in about a quarter of an hour. Cue travel nerves.
I'm still battling the invasion of bugs in the kitchen, and have finally resorted to saran-wrapping the kitchen window shut. It appears to be working so far, and that's good for my psyche. For some reason I can't fathom, cleaning the damned things up just squicks me badly -- unless I'm gloved up. Then it's fine. Not sure why, but something about them just... *shudder* Yick. Squirmy things all over my kitchen. Ew. I even found one in the (closed) flour jar. Needless to say, that got summarily thrown out without appeal, and immediately put out of the house. I've been all... weird about cooking, in direct response. Which is not the best thing ever for my diet, but so be it. I'll be fine.
I'm currently about halfway packed for my trip on Tuesday, and have turned in the form to stop my mail. Just have to remember to check on that, like everything else. A few more errands to run and house chores to do. Like laundry. But on the whole, things are (finally) more or less in order. I've even been good and cleaned out the fridge already. Well, except for what I need for the next few days. And since I'll have 17 hours worth of overnight flight to fill, I've been putting together a library of stuff to entertain myself with. Probably won't end up getting much sleep in the process of flying. That normally doesn't work well for me, though I have gotten better at it.
I've also already been repeatedly informed that if I don't take mountains of photos, I'll be frowned at mightily in disappointment, so not to worry. There will be photos. They likely won't get uploaded anytime in the near future, though, as internets in Turkey will be relatively hard to come by.
I suppose I ought to post something. I never really meant to fall off the radar again, but life has been more than a bit overwhelming. And also not that exciting, all at once.
The vast majority of what I've been doing since the last update can be summed up pretty simply. School, school and more school.
Christmas was nice, as was New Years, though uneventful this year. January was a marathon of experiments and paper writing. I really don't think I had a day off. Except the weekends, which I insist on keeping for myself, rather than risking burn-out.
The past two weeks have been more of the same, but with a different focus. My deadline to finish editing my dissertation and send it out was last Monday. And I managed, though barely. I caught some really nasty bug on Friday/Saturday. Or at least felt the effects thereof. May have caught it somewhat before that. But I've been fighting it ever since. And it made the last round or two of edits and tweaks *suck*. Hardcore.
It has yet to be entirely conquered, either, though I'm slowly recovering. Finally.
I've been doing a little writing of my own to keep from being too bored as I recover. Along with a bit of grading, cause there was an exam last Monday. And a bit of a massive 80s sitcom marathon just be-freakin-cause.
Thanks, everyone for the virtual gingerbread men! *hugs* That was very thoughtful of all of you. :D But now I'm craving cookies... hrm. Wonder if we have any in the house?
Well, I tried typing this out once, and the internet ate my post. -_-;;
Life has been hectic but repetitive, so, not much worth writing home about. Experiments are finally cooperating properly, so once the new year rolls around, I'll have to see about spending those few days before classes start in the lab, working.
I'll be TAing again next semester, too. Which, in combination with the fact that my bossman wants me to graduate, come May, will mean all sorts of deadlines and general flailing. And, by extension, probably that my posts will be even rarer than they have been, what with the deadlines being about once every week.
But. In any case. To all those on my flist who celebrate it:
a very happy Christmas!
To those that don't, enjoy the time off work, cavort, be with your families, or just do what makes you happy.
Fic is eating my brain. And even just plotting things out is taking one hell of an effort. Why the bloody hell did I decide a fusion fic was a good idea?
drained
geeky
creative