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Saturday, June 26, 2004
masters thesis depair

I have hit the point where I think my masters is really crap. I look at it now and think it is so sophomoric and filled with so many analytic and theoretical flaws. All I can see are flaws. So, I have to force myself to work on this draft. Silly me, in an email exchange with my advisor, mentioned that I would have this draft to her by the end of this past week. And she said she was looking forward to it. Damn- why do I always resort to brown-nosing when I don't even mean to? I think this must be b/c my mother is a teacher and knew all my teachers. Not to blame my mom at all, but to thank her b/c I have always had great relationships with my teachers for that reason. Yeah, and all the other kids in school have probably laughed at me along the way about it. But I really don't give a fuck. So, I am now forcing myself to work on my thesis and pretending it is not crap. I caught up on the episodes of Six Feet Under that Jo taped for me while I was away. I haven't cast on the next pieces of my cardigan so I can't work on that (well I could...). I have to listen to music while I write. The silence scares me and makes me think that I can't think. Right now I am rotating these albums on itunes... -mortal city (dar williams) -all that we let in (indigo girls) -roseland NYC live (portishead) -uh huh her (pj harvey) -disc 1 of living in clip (ani difranco)

posted by knit wit | 6/26/2004 09:17:00 PM

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