Currently Typing Away
Currently, when I try to log into the admin page for my website, I get an ominous “Error establishing a database connection”. I hope that’s just the Internet’s way of telling me to get some work done already.
I wrote a reasonable chunk of dissertation yesterday, and some part of my brain is revolting against having to do it all over again. I sympathise with this part of my brain most emphatically, but my better judgment begs me to ignore it. My better judgment obviously isn’t very strong, because here I am, typing up a page in Word because Wordpress has shut the door.
I thought I’d show you the state my desk is currently in. A bunch of books, copied chapters, printed articles off JStor, dictionaries, a thesaurus, post-its and… booze. The bottle of honey rum is hiding behind the laptop. Rest assured, I am not an alcoholic. I just realised the bottle was only a fifth gone and it’s been here six months, in a student house. I don’t think they’ll let me graduate if it’s not gone before I move home. Plus, I felt a bit silly at the prospect of bringing a nearly full bottle of liquor back home in a few weeks. In light of limited luggage allowances, I have to drink it. Obviously. And I kept forgetting about the juice of ancient gods that is honey rum (ron miel) when it was sitting on a dresser on the other side of the room.
It’s not almost full anymore. And my dissertation file isn’t almost empty anymore. A coincidence?