Martel's Journal

...I had to purchase the right to make blog entries, and most of the forum don't even READ blogs

Anyways, I have some time to kill, and I'm feeling acutely cut off from everything, so I figured I'd make a blog entry - after I'd purchased blogs again, of course, and no, I will not let that go, not when it cost me 700 gil - to let people know how I'm getting on with things. Because, of course, I know you're all totally interested in my life. Because I matter so much. Ahahahaha. ...

Time for another blog entry, I think. Briefly. I'm tired, and I feel like watching Smallville.

So, in the entertainment area, Forge of Darkness, Erikson's next novel comes out next week. If you're not excited about this, you should be. This is REAL fantasy at its finest; none of this Game of Thrones bullshit people hype up beyond all reasoning. Erikson's Magnum Opus is complete, but that he's expanding on some of the more interesting and enigmatic characters is cause for celebration. ...

...yeah, I'm still not over how amazing that episode was. If I had a username change right now, I'd become Princess Peace. I might still become Princess Peace in August when I can change my name again, just because. It's the complete opposite of my personality. Peace because Cure Peace is my...uh...third favourite Cure, after Beat and Sunshine. Really getting into this fandom now; it's like I'm a kid again getting up to watch Sailor Moon, only the animation and music is better. xD

Anyways. ...

I seem to be doing a lot of this at the moment. But it's been difficult to adjust to the slower pace again; after two weeks of full-time work, suddenly going back to doing nothing again is strange. I have to keep writing my dissertation, but I haven't really gotten anywhere with it...well, I know what I need to add to my methodology now to finish it to my supervisor's expectations, I just need to get on with it...going to the library this morning to find some books for that purpose, although I'll ...

...yes, that was in my head all afternoon. Yes, I was singing it. No, nobody was around to hear me. Thank the gods.

Welcome, one and all, to my work diary. I'm surprised I have the energy to post this. If there is a word in the English language that describes how fucking exhausted I am, I don't know what it is....this implies to me that there isn't one, because I'm like a walking dictionary. Even in this state, I'm smarter than your average bear. Har har.

But, anyways. ...