Every single time I start to get even remotely excited about This Damned Paper, I find out that whatever got me excited is not what I'm supposed to be doing. I talked to Nia today and mentioned what the paper is about, and she just bubbled over with ideas aobut things the library could do. Got me all fired up, she did. So I came home and started making notes, and pulled out the assignment sheet to check something. Whereupon I was rudely reminded that what the teacher is really getting at is basically management and planning stuff-- yeah, you have to think of what to do, but at least as important is the part about how you're going to do it, not to mention how you are going to measure progress so you know if you're succeeding or not.
For some reason, my mind reacts to this stuff like there is some reverse magnetic polarity field or something. Every time I start getting close, or think I am, my mind goes shooting off in some other direction. It's like a reverse black hole.
Frustration abounds.
For some reason, my mind reacts to this stuff like there is some reverse magnetic polarity field or something. Every time I start getting close, or think I am, my mind goes shooting off in some other direction. It's like a reverse black hole.
Frustration abounds.