Putting the nose to the grindstone

Today has been the most productive day I've had in the last several weeks, especially in terms of meeting academic requirements. I mashed out a five page paper for my 676 course in about an hour or two, and I made a pretty good outline for the Shakespeare paper which I am about to begin--I think it's due in about forty-four hours. But I will be borrowing extensively from some of the journals I have written throughout the semester, so I hope she doesn't mind a little double-dipping. But the journals alone should provide me with about four to five pages of material, though I'll probably need to reorganize and rewrite a bit, just so it's not verbatim from my previous work.

Sports has been relatively poor for a Sunday: the Nascar race was postponed due to rain (they will be running tomorrow at noon), the Mavs were off, and the Rangers were on a channel I don't get (which is probably a good thing--they won anyway). The Stars (hockey) lost in overtime, but they were already down 0-3 a few days ago, so it wasn't that big of a surprise. Their season is over. There was some pretty good basketball today, with the Bulls beating the Heat, the Lakers over the Suns (F-Steve Nash), Kings over the Spurs (F-Tony Parker), and the Wizards over the Cavs--I think all of these series are now even at 2-2. And the Dallas Mavericks (3-0 in their series with Memphis) should wrap it up after one more game, then sit around and wait for their next opponent, which should be San Antonio. Word on the street is that Steve Nash is up for his second consecutive MVP award. I still don't understand how he was considered weak and soft while in Dallas, yet an MVP and "awesome" (in the words of Marv Albert and the rest of the dumbass TNT squad) while playing the same game in Phoenix. Plus, he's fucking Canadian. Dirk is much more valuable and much better all-around. While not a defensive giant, Dirk at least has some idea how to play defense whereas Steve Nash is anything but "awesome" when it comes to that end of the court. And how does a team lose an MVP (like Nash) and become better two years in a row? It's fucking mind-boggling. Now why is he the MVP again?

Here's Nash looking very gay . . .

















I was dozing off about 10:00, so I took a nap for an hour and a half, then got up about 12:00 to get started on my other papers now that my house is nice and quiet. I have a twelve pack of Pepsi in the fridge and a carton of cigarettes in the truck--I think I've even got a little motivation (which is a bit scary). But I need to free up some time this week, and the easiest way to do that will be to get most of this paper done tonight.

So here I go.