Fear and Loathing on the Learning Curve: Observations on Life, Tech and Web Design from a Slightly Misanthropic Mind

Bedraggled Cat

The snow has given way to rain, and the town looks like an illus­tra­tion from a depres­sion pamph­let. I went for a walk last night and ended up in a 2-hour cir­cuit around the out­skirts of town, which suc­ceeded in clear­ing my head. For a few hours at least. I have been unsuc­cess­ful in estab­lish­ing how fast walk­ing pace is, but I’d ima­gine I put a few miles under my heels — so good exer­cise in any case.

My sub­con­scious battle of pro­cras­tin­a­tion against my Marketing essay cul­min­ated in my clean­ing of the entire house this morn­ing in pre­par­a­tion for the (brief) arrival of my folks later today, which was a bit­ter­sweet pro­cess if there ever was one. The house is now what might be described as clean (by those who don’t look too closely), but I’d bet my bol­locks to a barn dance (to use the ver­nacu­lar) that it won’t stay so for more than a day or two. Though Josh is going back to Geneva for Reading Week, so hope springs eternal. Nor, since a clean house is appar­ently not an expect­a­tion of my house­mates, am I likely to be acknow­ledged for doing so (as if the place magic­ally became clean again) — “well I didn’t ask you to do it” etc. Sigh.

Time to do some essay-writing. See? Yet again I find some­thing to do besides that. Hoho.