I suck at time management and the art of getting things done.<\/p>\n
I half-assed the viewing journal, didn’t touch the lesbian journal, considered starting the lesbian film re-write but didn’t do it, didn’t even think about the final two Kubrick essays. About the only thing I got done was some preliminary research for the lesbian project, and I really need to get crackin’ to finish that before I leave for Birmingham tomorrow.<\/p>\n
It’s just that I have little motivation these days. I believe it’s called senioritis. Ugh. Make it stop.<\/p>\n
The new Collage <\/em>has some good stuff in it. Too bad they screwed up one of my entries. In the table of contents, it’s mislabeled “Some Glimpses of a Family.” In fact, it’s simply “Glimpses of a Family,” because “some” makes it incredibly redundant. But I can live with that. What I can’t live with is the editing errors within the piece. They omitted a comma, making one of the sentences, “I am full of obtuse angles … into the night, across stained carpet lumps of soiled laundry waiting for their turn in the wash.” Stained carpet lumps of soiled laundry? WTF? If they were going to make a slight edit, they should have changed “their” to “its,” and left my original comma between “carpet” and “lumps.” They also removed another word from an earlier passage, but I can let that one slide. <\/p>\n They also probably should have put obvious dividers between each passage, so people wouldn’t think it was all about just one or two people.<\/p>\n I was hoping they wouldn’t insert a mistake into my work, but they messed up Marie’s stuff last year, and I have found several other errors in other people’s stuff, so I knew it was bound to happen. Oh well, not the end of the world.<\/p>\n