damn, i'm good.

8:30pm -- 158 words.  went down to work at the bar.

12:30am -- came back upstairs.  dithered for a bit and then got to work.

3:30am -- 1492 words, and i'ma call it done.  (i always aim for 2K and i never get there.  my feeling is, i'm walking proof that it never hurt anyone to be concise.  i can write a two-thousand-word essay in fifteen hundred words, yo.  you don't want me to come up with five hundred more words that don't say anything, do you?, and i've said what i needed to say, ergo, i'm done.)

must remember to e-mail to professor before going to bed.

(of course, memo to self, the thesis is to be 25,000 words, +/- 10%.  put another way, it could very well hurt you to be concise.  get used to the fact that if you come in at 20,500 words, you're going to have to add a two-thousand-word essay before the thing will be acceptable, and in that eventuality, fifteen hundred words won't cut it.)

the verdict:

supervisor:  "this is a very good essay, actually.  ... of course, it said all the things i wanted to hear.  but, no, it's really very good."


my question is this:  why, why, WHY are the essays at which i work conscientiously and over a period of time, and with which i am usually fairly pleased when they're done, always weak, while the ones i leave until after the last minute and then make up in a frenzy of must-write-something-NOW, and which i customarily think are crap, get all kinds of praises?

rar.

still, though.  not that i'm done running around frantically, but as i said to my friends at lunch, from here out i'll just have to rush about to get places, rather than to do things.  which, in the circumstances, will be positively relaxing.