too busy to blog

how can this be, we ask? what can be more important? seriously, nothing. its just that life keeps sticking its ugly head in front of my computer screen and reminding me about all the things i need to do. and how everything that needs finishing is converging at this one point in time.

for example: the full manuscript for the book i am co-editing is due at routledge in, oh, about two weeks. i have to do all the reformatting in chicago style. 4th edition. has anyone ever heard of chicago style? no not me. its so complicated the style manual is the size of a law torts text book. what the hell's wrong with good old harvard, i ask? but it will be done and then we will not speak of it ever again. by the way, you know how academics have been to university and everything and are sposed to be like, really clever? do you think any of them know what an 8000 word limit looks like? 'oh surely that doesnt apply to me, im so clever you cant cut my words'. hmmm watch me.

secondly, end of session. for some reason my third year class has had one assessment, an annotated bibliography, made due on thurs the 31st and then their final essay, 3000 words, is due the friday after. the course has 47 people in it. i am marking ALL of these bibliographys and essays. i need to make a stamp or something that says "your essay contained some good ideas but failed to differentiate between description and analysis" so i dont get RSI from writing the same thing 45 times. yes we have two great students.

let alone the fact that there is still one week of actual classes which involves me getting to wollongong and back in a day and teaching for 4 hours straight while there.

thirdly. packing. oh crap whose idea was it to move RIGHT NOW? how do numbers one and two get completed when the computer is hidden behind boxes and the house is a mess and i have to paint over the putty-filled holes in the wall i made on the day when we moved in 18months ago and the cd case fell over and the real estate agent wants to show the house to people?

but there is one thing that returns sanity, and i was reminded of its power by the cute little quote over at georgie's kitchen table. this is my knitting. i have made remarkable progress since my return from The Continent, and have a whole left front and nearly a whole right front of the wrap done to go with the back thats been done for a while. its starting to make sense as a garment, tho the pattern needs a bit of work. it would help if i knew how to read a pattern, for example, where it tells you a two line repeat and then says repeat these 2 times more, that means, kylie, you do the pattern THREE times, not two. sigh. well, im in arts not maths so.....

but thats life isnt it, the perpetual quest to see how many balls you can keep in the air at the same time.

so i mightnt be blogging much but i am still reading everyone else and we wont mention the trauma of missing fibre-whore day, a self-imposed punishment for my european largess. just keep the pictures coming....

till next time
k xx