caitri | I'm Still Alive

Mostly. Every step forward on my big project at work is an epic battle for no real reason--just other people's egos who want in on what they see as the glory (where was "the glory" when I was quietly trundling away for five years?). It's absolutely exhausting and emotionally draining and physically debilitating. Thursday afternoon Todd took me aside to show me some stretch exercises to help, which may have saved my life.

School is good. I really love all my classes this term, including the one I'm auditing through skype at another Uni--a prof is kind of reviewing me to see how I do as a student before she agrees to be my outside reader. It's a history course in book history that meets for discussion irregularly, and it's pretty great because it's all of the stuff I've learned but from the other side of things. In literary courses you can examine texts that have been censored, how the text varies and what that means, but in history, you're looking at the specific statutes and economics of censorhip and privilege etc etc. Yes I know I'm a unique and special snowflake, but I still think it's neat.

In adult news, we have four wedding invitations on the fridge (guess it's time to pick what family members we like best) plus two sets of our other friends just had babies. Adulthood is weird, man.

So, hi, Internet. I've missed you.