Somewhere between a belated GPOYW and a Smile Friday! “procrastination and sacred space” edition. I’ve been holed up doing work and spending time with the poet in alternating amounts. It’s pretty much the last week of the quarter, which means I need to bear down and research and write final papers - and I also just discovered that my encyclopedia article is due in two weeks. Dammit. What. to. do. Also, poet and I have hit the stage of divulging Serious Personal Things, including All the Feelings. It’s scary and confusing and somehow still good. He told me a couple of days ago that he doesn’t want anything other than me just being me, which is a hard thing for me to give a guy, because I’m afraid anything I do or say will turn him off or send him running. And today when I told him I think that he’s seen all the sides of me except the serious depressive side, he said that he’d still be here for me for it. And after it. So things are good, I think? and this is a mixed-up post that is not very well-written, and my head is all over the place, and I’m just trying to keep on trucking and also to avoid over-thinking everything.

Somewhere between a belated GPOYW and a Smile Friday! “procrastination and sacred space” edition.

I’ve been holed up doing work and spending time with the poet in alternating amounts. It’s pretty much the last week of the quarter, which means I need to bear down and research and write final papers - and I also just discovered that my encyclopedia article is due in two weeks. Dammit. What. to. do.

Also, poet and I have hit the stage of divulging Serious Personal Things, including All the Feelings. It’s scary and confusing and somehow still good. He told me a couple of days ago that he doesn’t want anything other than me just being me, which is a hard thing for me to give a guy, because I’m afraid anything I do or say will turn him off or send him running. And today when I told him I think that he’s seen all the sides of me except the serious depressive side, he said that he’d still be here for me for it. And after it.

So things are good, I think? and this is a mixed-up post that is not very well-written, and my head is all over the place, and I’m just trying to keep on trucking and also to avoid over-thinking everything.

Also, TGIF

This week was rough.

I’m sure why I’m struggling to stay above water right now, but it means that tumblr is falling by the wayside.

I need to get my business in gear, and not just so that I can come back to tumblr…

(Miss you guys.)

Absorbed

Back into the school routine, even before the official start of school.

I know I’ve been absent again. But basically life has been: preparing to TA, freelancing, researching, lesson planning, TA conference-attending, therapy, food, too little sleep, cooking with friends (spring rolls! I can make spring rolls!), training new students in my department, preparing to TA, running, dating (remove: music teacher; add: illustrator, and possibly 4th-year neuroscience Ph.D. candidate; add crush on seriously cute Portuguese 1st-year engineering Ph.D. student). And did I mention, preparing to TA?

Um, bedtime. Night.