Ancrene Wiseass

A would-be medievalist holds forth on academia, teaching, gender politics, blogging, pop culture, critters, and whatever else comes her way.

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Yes, this really is yet another blog by a disillusioned grad student. I sympathize, but that's just the way it has to be. For hints as to what my bizarre alias means, click here and here and, if needed, here and here. To get a sense of what I'm up to, feel free to check out the sections called "Toward a Wiseass Creed" and "Showings: Some Introductory Wiseassery" in my main blog's left-hand sidebar. Please be aware that spamming, harassing, or otherwise obnoxious comments will be deleted and traced.

Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Note to self

When you have more to accomplish than is humanly possible, your mind is collapsing under the weight of simply trying to remember it all, and you're trying to do it with a body saturated by years of sleep-deprivation, lack of exercise, and not-terribly-good food, try to not completely sabotage yourself by exhibiting the initiative of boiled cabbage whenever you actually manage to have a couple of days in which you might possibly be able to achieve something.

'Cause, see, when you do that, you have to drag your sad-sack carcass through near-all-nighters and wear yourself out for four days in a row. And that means all signs point back to Boiled Cabbageville once you manage to survive that 96-hour period.

To put it more succinctly: Try to get your shit together, 'kay?

Thank you. That is all.