ojeroso, cansado y sin ilusiones...
... pero no flaco.
i hate my life now. i came back from monterrey this week and i have absolutely no motivation to work. still, i am supposed to submit my metrics paper on thursday but it will be a disaster. it's miserably cold, -22 celsius today with the windchill. despite being exhausted every night, i'm not sleeping well. i'm planning this big conference and we still don't have all the money we need, although i'm pretty happy that some big shots have confirmed their assistance.
after a whole week wasted due to calls and e-mails regarding the conference, i started working on my teaching duties--not even my research. then, tavita arrived and they were all going for dinner. i really wanted to go since i hadn't seen her since early december or so... but i wanted to stay and work. in the end, my weak will was broken, i went and it was fun... but it all turned out to be a big disaster. after dropping 40 bucks on dinner, i declined my friend's invitation to go for drinks because i wanted to watch the australian open final between sharapova and williams. i took tavita's car and drove back home, watch the game, which was a complete bore since serena crushed shari... at least i was rooting for serena! then tavita called to tell me she wanted me to bring the keys since she was going back to boston, but then we realized her car was gone! for one second, i thought they might have stolen... but luckily, it was just towed! i guess i should've just stayed in the office... learned my lesson the hard way.
and my feet are cold and i'm tired and lonely and cold. i think i said that already. but i'm cold.
oh, one cool thing, though: perro brought me a beautiful scarf from india... and rachita sent me a beautiful decorative cow. and karla brought me some indian tea. maybe i'll just drink some and slip into my blanket.
i hate my life now. i came back from monterrey this week and i have absolutely no motivation to work. still, i am supposed to submit my metrics paper on thursday but it will be a disaster. it's miserably cold, -22 celsius today with the windchill. despite being exhausted every night, i'm not sleeping well. i'm planning this big conference and we still don't have all the money we need, although i'm pretty happy that some big shots have confirmed their assistance.
after a whole week wasted due to calls and e-mails regarding the conference, i started working on my teaching duties--not even my research. then, tavita arrived and they were all going for dinner. i really wanted to go since i hadn't seen her since early december or so... but i wanted to stay and work. in the end, my weak will was broken, i went and it was fun... but it all turned out to be a big disaster. after dropping 40 bucks on dinner, i declined my friend's invitation to go for drinks because i wanted to watch the australian open final between sharapova and williams. i took tavita's car and drove back home, watch the game, which was a complete bore since serena crushed shari... at least i was rooting for serena! then tavita called to tell me she wanted me to bring the keys since she was going back to boston, but then we realized her car was gone! for one second, i thought they might have stolen... but luckily, it was just towed! i guess i should've just stayed in the office... learned my lesson the hard way.
and my feet are cold and i'm tired and lonely and cold. i think i said that already. but i'm cold.
oh, one cool thing, though: perro brought me a beautiful scarf from india... and rachita sent me a beautiful decorative cow. and karla brought me some indian tea. maybe i'll just drink some and slip into my blanket.
posted by adrián at 00:28
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