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You Are An Exclamation Point |
 You are a bundle of… well, something. You’re often a bundle of joy, passion, or drama. You’re loud, brash, and outgoing. If you think it, you say it. Definitely not the quiet type, you really don’t keep a lot to yourself. You’re lively and inspiring. People love to be around your energy. (But they do secretly worry that you’ll spill their secrets without even realizing it.) You excel in: Public speaking You get along best with: the Dash |
Apt in terms of my general disposition (I’m the one who gets the stank-eye at restaurants for talking and laughing too loud and I’m the one who grins right back at their stank-eyes), and in terms of the current state of affairs. I’ve been working really really hard since Friday* and I’m totally closing in on the revisions. [Collective knock on wood, thank you] That earns a serious exclamation point, both in terms of amazement and celebration.
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I took a break to go eat Ethiopian last night and man, I still taste like dorowat. It probably doesn’t help me cause that breakfast was leftovers, eaten standing up at the sink right out of the carton, not my proudest moment. In any case, yesterday’s amazingly nuanced kick of spicy flavor was positively nuclear this morning. This nuclear breath has powered my finishing the revisions to chapter 2 and figuring out where to make the connections across chapters in chapter 3. If I can implement that shit this afternoon and write the intro to chapter 3, I will have a fighting chance at this.
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I have to admit, this last sprint is kind of fun. Kind of terrifying and definitely involves a lot of bemoaning and self-berating re relationships with time, but still, kind of neat to see that it is really just about done.
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*By working really hard, I mean printing out problematic sections of each chapter, scribbling about on them for a while, implementing the scribbles, switching over to the computer that has the Intertube connection in it and staring at small/cool entries on apartment therapy and mostly agreeing with the content if not the tenor of the incredible asshattery of the comments (seriously, if I don’t finish this diss in time, I’m suing Maxwell), scooting back to my computer and staring off into space for a really long time, then writing two sentences, footnoting some now-extraneous material, and making my footnoting format against my now 12-year-old “Sources” booklet from Precious College. I can’t believe it’s taken me this long to deduce that only articles have a colon before the page numbers. I was tossing those in left and right.
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