Quiet Life

I have had this on my mind for days - a permanent 'earworm' if you like. Think I might be on an 'Eighties Underground' trip soon - I was listening to Bowie's Ashes to Ashes and just had a flick through Japan's Tin Drum too :-)

Brave New World: Psychoanalytical/Marxist Essay - Day 3

I have printed out the Marxist Theory information from the OWL Purdue site and am ready to thrash this.  My main annoyance is that a few days ago, I had a lot of boxed stuff brought to our cottage and it is all sitting in my office straight in front of my wipe board - so planning anything will be impossible until it is shifted. To add to my annoyance, hot on the heels of the last batch of bug, I now have a throat infection.  I am swilling fruit smoothies and echinacea to combat the worst of it.  I have a feeling that most of this will shift when I finish the lot in June.

Back to the grindstone :-/

16:34
Something has cropped up and things have not gone well - cannot reveal exactly why, suffice to say that on top of everything else our finances maybe screwed.  Heart and motivation in my boots - because of other personal matters, it has been a horrible, horrible week. I need to get back on track.

20:46
Because of unforeseen setbacks, I have decided to organise a more structured plan for the latter half of this assignment.  Right now, I can't concentrate on anything else.  I think I have over done it somewhat and need to recover with an early night :-(((

Ground Zero

I am burning out. I don't say this lightly either - right now I have tears pouring down my face, because I don't know whether I need to eat, drink or sleep. Crying is good, so I am told - better than numb, or raging, or blankness.