Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Please, God, Let THIS One Work!

Hi, hello, and I´m very sorry to have left you in the lurch! This week has been epic. Rolling power outages at outrageously inconvenient times, and upwards of 7 and 8 interviews a day. I´m working like a dog and am completely exhausted by the end of the day. The power keeps going out at weird times and i´ve had TWO blog posts disappear in a puff of smoke, which is SUCH a bummer. But onward and upward, and so on. Last night I couldn´t sleep because the family next door was having some sort of wild drama and the woman in the house, who by the quality of her lungs i´m guessing is kind of young, was shrieking like a fucking banshee. No words, just the same sort of sound you would make if you stuck your face in a bear trap and then had to cut your head off to escape. She did it for at least 40 minutes, pausing only to draw breath and, in doing so, infuse my bruised soul with the futile hope that this time it might be over.

My back has been spasming up, too, which TOTALLY sucks and it hurts hurts hurts, but hopefully by sunday my endless days of interviews will be wrapping up at least for a day and then i can lie down on a block of ice and OD on muscle relaxants and painkillers, both of which you can buy in startling quantities and strength over the counter here.

The good news is that in a flash of startling brilliance, I think I´ve figured out a way to resolve my current dissertation dilemma that hopefully does not involve another extended research trip in Nicaragua, nor does it mandate faking my own death to collect the insurance and live a life on the lam, unable to face the humiliation of *almost* doing a PhD. Still in nascent stages, but I´m working on it, and that alone is a tremendous relief.

I am completely convinced that the power will go out and I´ll lose this post, too, in 5, 4, 3, 2....

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Great to hear from you! Can you come back now???

XO
Cookie

Anonymous said...

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Kate said...

Oh sweet nectar of the Gods...Cheasty is back!

I am glad that you are getting a lot done. That's good, right?

Thank you for that lesson in perseverance; I would have given up after one disappearing post!

Kate said...

Oh, and I hear that margaritas are GREAT for back pain!

Renny said...

Cheeassty, I miiisss you. Every time I get on the computer I check skype, and you are not there. Sigh. I guess I will just have to confess my worries publicly...

Help me Cheastypants! Every time I practice my 40-min Spanish presentation, I BURP like crazy!! What do I do??? Other than die of humiliation...

Cheasty said...

Cookie, i"m workking on it, i promise!! March 24th, baby!

Jimbo, I'm there. As soon as we can figure out how to airlift me to Leon, cause there's no effing way i'm taking that godawfulfucking bus ride again, not with my back like it is!

Kate, my precious, please have the margaritas waiting when i get to B'ham. Did you get anything in the mail? how about bobcat, that old devil?

Renny. Dear lord, lady. I just laughed so hard I cried and then I finally stopped and then i re-read your message and laughed so hard i cried. and then it happened all over again. i'm putting my powerful brain to the solution as I type, and will have the answer for you shortly, I promise! You will burp no more forever!