You know, while working, there is an overkill, and there is The Overkill.
Today I experienced the last one. Usually, Sundays are days for lazying away, but not this time, because my brother decided to exercise his sadomasochistic tendencies, and dragged me out to sawing and putting away the logs.
Urgh. And ick.
Nine hours of working, him sawing the logs, me gathering 'em and putting 'em away. Really, warmth in winter months has a high price, and what's more, you have to pay it with work in spring, so to say even before autumn comes. I don't know what out neighbors thought about the whining of the saw, but luckily no one complained... too much.
Ick, ick, ickitty ick - I am feeling dirty from all that sawing dust and sweat. /shudders/.
Good news, we put away a little more than a half of the logs, from that one quarter is already stored, and the second quarter waits to be stored - and luckily, my right wrist held on through all the torture I put it through - seems the wrist bonds are on a way to mend from the incident from the four years ago when I broke my wrist. There are small pains still, but nothing that a good massage wouldn't get in order. Honestly, I am positively surprised, because some of those logs were darned heavy, and I was throwing 'em as if they were boomerangs or lances. Brother can count himself lucky my aim was far away from him /teasing smirk/, but last year I had to throw even heavier logs, even if not with such a tempo I had the today ones.
Tomorrow, someone will be loco enough to finish the work, Dunno if I will participate, but if I will, I'll at least try to drag one another with me - AKA my brother.
Weather today held - sunny, with almost summer temperature, and if tomorrow will be the same, then we are in for a small hell.
Mom once again did the stupid and went on bending when her spine is paining her. I so wish I could have twisted her ears.... Really. She should have known better. /sweatdrops/.
The only one who lazed away was my father. Lucky sod. /snorts/.
Eirenei
Going under shower to wash away the ickiness.
Sunday, April 28, 2013
Thursday, April 25, 2013
First half done... and multiplying of hypothesis
I am bushed. The clock is 22.39 now, and I am bushed. /doggone tired./
Writing is a serious business, but I didn't think it was that kind of a serious business...
I have continued my work on thesis from yesterday and achieved the wanted 20% more of finished work, but... / tired glare at the smug results/.... In the meantime, my hypothesis seemed to multiply like rabbits. At the beginning, I had three hypothesis to prove, and now, I have six of' em. I don't know whether I will keep the additional three, because that would demand very careful juggling of some specific questions, and that just breeds more questions if that's even possible in the first place. If it will be possible, or better, if I can simplify the method of showing the results, good. Otherwise, I will have to bin some results, and that makes me cranky, because I god-damned slaved to edit them in the first place.
Luckily I held off sending the preliminary paper with the harebrained ideas written on to my mentor, because if I had sent it, without actually supplying the evidence that this is possible and not a headache and a half of migraine in the works, that would have been a really bad idea.
The problem is, while the hypotheses are all good and well, if I even overcome the simplification of results and find a way to introduce them without much confusion, so many of them are not good when it comes to the defense of the thesis in front of the professors. We are already limited with time - 10 to 15 minutes, and maybe 20 max to introduce, explain and defend your brainchild - well, maybe 5 to 10 for additional question from the professors' side, and really, you gotta have to be in your best shape, along with your thesis.
.... Holy shit. I just realized, I've been behind the computer for 13 and a half of hour! Gawd, this thing.... /shudders/. I have a music playing while I work, and except of small breaks, it just cycled through the entire specter of songs back to the beginning.... /sweatdrops/ Darn.
Well, let's go snooze, as it's 23.09 now, and sun is being evil those days, what with rising so soon.
Cheers,
Eirenei
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Writing is a serious business, but I didn't think it was that kind of a serious business...
I have continued my work on thesis from yesterday and achieved the wanted 20% more of finished work, but... / tired glare at the smug results/.... In the meantime, my hypothesis seemed to multiply like rabbits. At the beginning, I had three hypothesis to prove, and now, I have six of' em. I don't know whether I will keep the additional three, because that would demand very careful juggling of some specific questions, and that just breeds more questions if that's even possible in the first place. If it will be possible, or better, if I can simplify the method of showing the results, good. Otherwise, I will have to bin some results, and that makes me cranky, because I god-damned slaved to edit them in the first place.
Luckily I held off sending the preliminary paper with the harebrained ideas written on to my mentor, because if I had sent it, without actually supplying the evidence that this is possible and not a headache and a half of migraine in the works, that would have been a really bad idea.
The problem is, while the hypotheses are all good and well, if I even overcome the simplification of results and find a way to introduce them without much confusion, so many of them are not good when it comes to the defense of the thesis in front of the professors. We are already limited with time - 10 to 15 minutes, and maybe 20 max to introduce, explain and defend your brainchild - well, maybe 5 to 10 for additional question from the professors' side, and really, you gotta have to be in your best shape, along with your thesis.
.... Holy shit. I just realized, I've been behind the computer for 13 and a half of hour! Gawd, this thing.... /shudders/. I have a music playing while I work, and except of small breaks, it just cycled through the entire specter of songs back to the beginning.... /sweatdrops/ Darn.
Well, let's go snooze, as it's 23.09 now, and sun is being evil those days, what with rising so soon.
Cheers,
Eirenei
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
Drag thru practical work and sunny days
Right now, I am feeling a little... accomplished?
Wow, what a change.
I am working on my thesis bit by bit, and the infernal thing is charmingly difficult as always - sometimes I wonder if I will manage to get 100 outta 100 from all this mess over my computer. The thing is, I am just too bullheaded to admit I was wrong, and at this point there isn't anything else than to carry on, because otherwise, I would chuck the work of two years in a bin.
Right now, I am on some 64% to finish the darned thing - I say 50 % was writing theory, and today I got 14% of practical work done, and tomorrow I will hopefully have whoppin' 20 % to get my sorry carcass on the second stage of this magnificent paperwork of mine.
I admit, I am a little proud of my theory work, but practice is something I doubt I will be willing to go through with once I finish this one. Have this week and a next month to finish it if I want to have summer for myself. /tired glare/. If all goes well, I will need two additional weeks to get the things in order to this one, but that is if I would really kick into the high gear, like I did today, and believe me, sitting and writing for... /looks at the clock.../...8 hours total can be a bitch and a half. Writing isn't problem, but the stuff I am writing about can be a mite bit unwieldy to reason with and really, I sometimes want to clobber the whole thing and be done with it.
Being a chief writer, editor, beta and all that shit really makes me wonder if I really want to continue to pursue the education. Maybe I would have been better off in artistic waters, but this train had already gone a long time ago.
Good things here? Well, if done well, the paper will be a beast to reckon with /evil grin/, and I am aiming to get the thing on the plate reserved for Master Degree. That means it would have to be extraordinary in and of itself. But this is like climbing on Mt Everest - very hard, very very hard... but doable. And... huff... I am more than a halfway here, so let's get'em, tigers!
My artistic writing screeched on an abrupt halt, but that doesn't mean I don't have ideas coming through the crazy pathways of my brain. My last hare-brained plotdragon apparently adores the pairing of Emiya Shirou and Kotomine Kirei /chokes on air/. I don't know why . actually, I do know, but I am in denial. Darn artists for making such cute little pictures of the pair.
As it is, my mind is practically whimpering with ideas to write out the lil' tidbit of story. /large puppy dog eyes at the picture./ Yeah, I know that I have a shitload of stories already, and prompts too and everything, but my plotdragons are greedy, and even if they are enemies...
Oh, and I just noticed that somehow I managed to get the photos in. Well, not bad for a bead-brained student that had wrote the thesis for some 8 hours this day..../ stupefied blink/
Wow, what a change.
I am working on my thesis bit by bit, and the infernal thing is charmingly difficult as always - sometimes I wonder if I will manage to get 100 outta 100 from all this mess over my computer. The thing is, I am just too bullheaded to admit I was wrong, and at this point there isn't anything else than to carry on, because otherwise, I would chuck the work of two years in a bin.
Right now, I am on some 64% to finish the darned thing - I say 50 % was writing theory, and today I got 14% of practical work done, and tomorrow I will hopefully have whoppin' 20 % to get my sorry carcass on the second stage of this magnificent paperwork of mine.
I admit, I am a little proud of my theory work, but practice is something I doubt I will be willing to go through with once I finish this one. Have this week and a next month to finish it if I want to have summer for myself. /tired glare/. If all goes well, I will need two additional weeks to get the things in order to this one, but that is if I would really kick into the high gear, like I did today, and believe me, sitting and writing for... /looks at the clock.../...8 hours total can be a bitch and a half. Writing isn't problem, but the stuff I am writing about can be a mite bit unwieldy to reason with and really, I sometimes want to clobber the whole thing and be done with it.
Being a chief writer, editor, beta and all that shit really makes me wonder if I really want to continue to pursue the education. Maybe I would have been better off in artistic waters, but this train had already gone a long time ago.
Good things here? Well, if done well, the paper will be a beast to reckon with /evil grin/, and I am aiming to get the thing on the plate reserved for Master Degree. That means it would have to be extraordinary in and of itself. But this is like climbing on Mt Everest - very hard, very very hard... but doable. And... huff... I am more than a halfway here, so let's get'em, tigers!
My artistic writing screeched on an abrupt halt, but that doesn't mean I don't have ideas coming through the crazy pathways of my brain. My last hare-brained plotdragon apparently adores the pairing of Emiya Shirou and Kotomine Kirei /chokes on air/. I don't know why . actually, I do know, but I am in denial. Darn artists for making such cute little pictures of the pair.
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Oh, and I just noticed that somehow I managed to get the photos in. Well, not bad for a bead-brained student that had wrote the thesis for some 8 hours this day..../ stupefied blink/
Monday, April 22, 2013
RFID and other things
Right, back into the swing.
Right now chewing on my thesis and fin-fucking-ally having the hypotheses to go along with it! It had been driving me around the bend before because I didn't have a clue on how to get them to work, the hypotheses are the cornerstones that could make or break the entire thing, and just last week, I am,bushed my mentor, and we rehashed them into order. On that note, I am thankful to him for bearing with me, because I am not the easiest student to go along with - I come and I go and it's nothing unusual to not hear a peep from me for a month or more. /sweatdrops/. My bad, yeah. I still remember the time when I got my professor for Psychology into aneurysms with my working style - while my schoolmates were coming to her like obedient little Chocobos, I was somewhere on the side, staring at them and wondering just why the fuck are they asking her this or that. Funny thing, she asked me if someone else had done my project, because it seemed impossible I got the highest count of points available without having a mentor hovering over my shoulder. Thus, she asked me if I cheated. I retaliated with snapping back that I could prove I wrote the entire thing by paperwork - I could bring the drafts 'n all for her perusal if she doesn't believe me. Well, when I got my diploma, she relented and apologized. /smirks/ But it still stung a little - I know I wasn't exactly a model student, and some of my written works were woefully sub-par at times /cough-tests-cough/, but c'mon, if I am interested in something, then I will damn well do it right!
On the writing side - getting the next chapter of Fire And Ice to beta, and rifling for an oneshot of Weiss Kreuz /HP I began to write. Damn it, papirology can be such a bitch - okay, you get the maximum of the creative juices flowing, but storing the papers is a pain in the ass and a half sometimes. Which reminds me, I will soon renovate my room - painting the walls, scrubbing the carpet and most importantly, get my paper junk and whatnot in order. It's about time /grumbles/, I just have to wait a little to finish the thesis works.
(Pissed off mum because I got a veto on the working outside. Well, hell... /shrugs/ Needed to be done.)
Oh, and while we are at Weiss Kreuz.... a snippet from one of my works.
Right now chewing on my thesis and fin-fucking-ally having the hypotheses to go along with it! It had been driving me around the bend before because I didn't have a clue on how to get them to work, the hypotheses are the cornerstones that could make or break the entire thing, and just last week, I am,bushed my mentor, and we rehashed them into order. On that note, I am thankful to him for bearing with me, because I am not the easiest student to go along with - I come and I go and it's nothing unusual to not hear a peep from me for a month or more. /sweatdrops/. My bad, yeah. I still remember the time when I got my professor for Psychology into aneurysms with my working style - while my schoolmates were coming to her like obedient little Chocobos, I was somewhere on the side, staring at them and wondering just why the fuck are they asking her this or that. Funny thing, she asked me if someone else had done my project, because it seemed impossible I got the highest count of points available without having a mentor hovering over my shoulder. Thus, she asked me if I cheated. I retaliated with snapping back that I could prove I wrote the entire thing by paperwork - I could bring the drafts 'n all for her perusal if she doesn't believe me. Well, when I got my diploma, she relented and apologized. /smirks/ But it still stung a little - I know I wasn't exactly a model student, and some of my written works were woefully sub-par at times /cough-tests-cough/, but c'mon, if I am interested in something, then I will damn well do it right!
On the writing side - getting the next chapter of Fire And Ice to beta, and rifling for an oneshot of Weiss Kreuz /HP I began to write. Damn it, papirology can be such a bitch - okay, you get the maximum of the creative juices flowing, but storing the papers is a pain in the ass and a half sometimes. Which reminds me, I will soon renovate my room - painting the walls, scrubbing the carpet and most importantly, get my paper junk and whatnot in order. It's about time /grumbles/, I just have to wait a little to finish the thesis works.
(Pissed off mum because I got a veto on the working outside. Well, hell... /shrugs/ Needed to be done.)
Oh, and while we are at Weiss Kreuz.... a snippet from one of my works.
Monday, April 15, 2013
Spring Madness And F/SN Snippets
I am pissed off.
Well, yes, part of it is spring madness - as always, I am one of the chief workers around the house and garden, which is making me - right now - pissed off because my brother is cozying himself in his room, and not helping with anything. I understand he has school and work and such shit, but would it kill him to get out for an hour or two...m or more, and help around!?
Secondly, I am pissed at my parents - I have had it with their 'he/she is at fault', while they try paint themselves in saint's aureola. Latest thing they had a dispute - ahem, disagreement in, was how to plant the trees. Jaysus Christ, can't the two of them get to some compromise like two adult persons? I dread to think what would happen if they were left stranded on some lone island - because either they would get love-love back, or kill each other, what with their 'I-know-better' attitudes.
And they say I am overdramatising! Helloo?
Yuck. Live over twenty years, and sheesh, lookie at the example of the adult wonders I have as a parents. Yeah, they are driving me bonkers, with a capital B as it is.
Got a notice for the operation of cochlear implant - oh, sorry, Didn't tell ya before. Fact is, I am deaf, and the said operation should help me to regain some of my hearing back -. Hopefully enough for me to normally function in the society, because even if I am a student, it's damned weird to tell a person who wishes to hire you that you have some hearing disability. It's even weirder when you are healthy overall, and not understanding a simple speech can automatically debunk some much-needed cookies for getting the cake, if ya get the drift.
I don't know what to think about it. I was prepared for the operation in the autumn last year, that time came and went - without the operation, of course, and now I got the notice the operation should be a go after the 1st May this year. I am pissed because in some way, I am feeling pressed into it - if nothing else, it's because hearing anywhere it's a critical weak point for me in acquiring the job, and ... well, sheesh, I am fairly brutal person power-wise. And dealing with outer part of cochlear implant /sweats/.... Me rough. This frail... to the extent. Hopefully it would be better than I am imaging in my head right now... I am afraid because I don't know what to expect - I know how the operation goes, but the outcome is unpredictable. It could be better, or worse - hopefully it would be better, but I don't know what this better is, and that is making me hesitant, angry and scared. I am confused. I know I should have felt happy,. because there will be zero expenses from my side, as all of it would be paid via insurance (the operation is a very pricey thing, and the cochlear implant is a story for itself /grimaces/), and I am relieved on that subject, but.../shrugs/. Still scared as fuck. What if it won't work? I don't have to lose anything, that's true, but... I don't know. And then... What if it DOES work? I am scared of it working, because I am scared it won't work well enough - it will work, but not up to par. And on the other side, I am scared if it would work perfectly... what then? My whole fucking life would be in an A-grade overhaul and I don't even know where should I begin to work in this case.
/THUNK [Head-meets-desk]/ Fuck it. I am over-complicating the things again. Whatever will be will be, as some old song says, and let's hope for the best, even if it got me in a temporary tizzy.
Oh, and pissed at father. Personal reasons, still a little resentful of the dude, and it would take time before I would solve this Gordian knot, but what the hell, time is all I have. Unless my beloved family gets he into some of their shenanigans.... /growls/
Anyway, Among The Hawks And Doves is under MHB's mercy right now, have to finish an one-shot from Rosario+ Vampire, still having a stare-down with the thing called thesis /growls again/, and having Crimson Sagittarius and Fire And Ice in works.
Meanwhile, some other tidbits from Fate/Stay Night fanfic I am working on... Enjoy!
Well, yes, part of it is spring madness - as always, I am one of the chief workers around the house and garden, which is making me - right now - pissed off because my brother is cozying himself in his room, and not helping with anything. I understand he has school and work and such shit, but would it kill him to get out for an hour or two...m or more, and help around!?
Secondly, I am pissed at my parents - I have had it with their 'he/she is at fault', while they try paint themselves in saint's aureola. Latest thing they had a dispute - ahem, disagreement in, was how to plant the trees. Jaysus Christ, can't the two of them get to some compromise like two adult persons? I dread to think what would happen if they were left stranded on some lone island - because either they would get love-love back, or kill each other, what with their 'I-know-better' attitudes.
And they say I am overdramatising! Helloo?
Yuck. Live over twenty years, and sheesh, lookie at the example of the adult wonders I have as a parents. Yeah, they are driving me bonkers, with a capital B as it is.
Got a notice for the operation of cochlear implant - oh, sorry, Didn't tell ya before. Fact is, I am deaf, and the said operation should help me to regain some of my hearing back -. Hopefully enough for me to normally function in the society, because even if I am a student, it's damned weird to tell a person who wishes to hire you that you have some hearing disability. It's even weirder when you are healthy overall, and not understanding a simple speech can automatically debunk some much-needed cookies for getting the cake, if ya get the drift.
I don't know what to think about it. I was prepared for the operation in the autumn last year, that time came and went - without the operation, of course, and now I got the notice the operation should be a go after the 1st May this year. I am pissed because in some way, I am feeling pressed into it - if nothing else, it's because hearing anywhere it's a critical weak point for me in acquiring the job, and ... well, sheesh, I am fairly brutal person power-wise. And dealing with outer part of cochlear implant /sweats/.... Me rough. This frail... to the extent. Hopefully it would be better than I am imaging in my head right now... I am afraid because I don't know what to expect - I know how the operation goes, but the outcome is unpredictable. It could be better, or worse - hopefully it would be better, but I don't know what this better is, and that is making me hesitant, angry and scared. I am confused. I know I should have felt happy,. because there will be zero expenses from my side, as all of it would be paid via insurance (the operation is a very pricey thing, and the cochlear implant is a story for itself /grimaces/), and I am relieved on that subject, but.../shrugs/. Still scared as fuck. What if it won't work? I don't have to lose anything, that's true, but... I don't know. And then... What if it DOES work? I am scared of it working, because I am scared it won't work well enough - it will work, but not up to par. And on the other side, I am scared if it would work perfectly... what then? My whole fucking life would be in an A-grade overhaul and I don't even know where should I begin to work in this case.
/THUNK [Head-meets-desk]/ Fuck it. I am over-complicating the things again. Whatever will be will be, as some old song says, and let's hope for the best, even if it got me in a temporary tizzy.
Oh, and pissed at father. Personal reasons, still a little resentful of the dude, and it would take time before I would solve this Gordian knot, but what the hell, time is all I have. Unless my beloved family gets he into some of their shenanigans.... /growls/
Anyway, Among The Hawks And Doves is under MHB's mercy right now, have to finish an one-shot from Rosario+ Vampire, still having a stare-down with the thing called thesis /growls again/, and having Crimson Sagittarius and Fire And Ice in works.
Meanwhile, some other tidbits from Fate/Stay Night fanfic I am working on... Enjoy!
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