In which I blog about my actual life and stuff
So I’ve been moaning a lot on twitter lately and for that I apologise.
It really annoys me when I get super moany like that, and so I turn to writing about the exploits of my cats instead as they are happy and chirpy, and occasionally vaguely amusing.
I’m getting the feeling that I’m starting to give off crazy cat lady vibes. Or OMG! Kittenz!!1 Lolz!!1!! vibes.
So, much as I don’t want to take my moaning to my blog too, I feel like writing a blog post about what I am genuinely up to.
Things aren’t so amazing. I’m not coping excellently, and in a way that is so unjustifiable that I’ve had to start considering that maybe there’s something wrong with me rather than with the world, and that’s not a fun thought. Nor do I particularly feel that I deserve to throw up my hands and say I’m not coping, but there it is all the same.
Cue the writing of many awkward emails in which I go ‘hey, I’m screwing up, sorry’ to people I’d much rather write emails to that say ‘hey, I’m totally awesome, please employ me and write amazing references for me in the future.’
To the credit of all the people I’ve emailed, they’ve all been fantastically understanding. Which I also feel like I don’t deserve.
So I’m trying to fix things. I’m not really sure that they’re broken, or that it’s anything other than my own general ineptness. And in the interim, I will probably continue to tweet about inane things like cats and tasty sandwiches, as these things are good and make me happy.
Omar is obviously also awesome, but I can’t talk about him or he’d get all arrogant and ruin his awesomeness.
My course, also, is pretty damn amazing, despite all my whining lately. I get paid to learn and discover things and talk to other people who love to learn and discover things. Just being around these insanely intelligent and driven people is a brilliant experience, and I have a chance to work with them and learn from them. And it’s actually my job (well kind of – I like pretending I have a real job).
But hey, it’s also intimidating. And then your experiment bitch slaps you around a bit and it can get kind of depressing too.
So this week I have off, which is kind of magic, as deadlines over Christmas and the corresponding stress meant that Christmas wasn’t much of a break. I’m going to try to dig myself out of this hole of avoiding everyone and everything, so I am going to get out there and see people and do stuff.
It will be great.
If you are a person and like to do stuff, text me
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