Frustrations are setting in, big time. The dissertation is a sack of bricks. It's heavy and hard to manage. And when it hits you, it hurts like hell.
I've been up relatively late every night, trying to produce, and really I feel completely impotent when it comes to writing. I'm not going to the gym... and I am binge eating... damn ice cream. Who the hell let that in the house... oh. It was me. Nevermind.
I really am frustrated. I should dump this chapter and pick something else up... but then I have lost all momentum.
Wait, isn't that the problem? Lack of momentum.
The weekend awaits. I will be putting all knitting on hold. Bloggin? Short and pathetic... maybe just a way to let people know I am still alive. I don't think I need rescue crews and SWAT teams showing up at my door.