And I'll Gamble Away My Time

I've been hammering trying to get all my application crap ready to go out in a binge of mass-mailing, but work just sort of came to a standstill today. I meant to write two different versions of my statement of research interests, and I managed to write one paragraph of one. That took me close to three hours. And it sucks. Relatedly, I suck.

That, screwing around with the little bits of job market bullshit that never seem to end, and a couple hours dealing with a floundering fall semester freshman who's freaking out about writing the first essay in her life that's actually hard--all that, and a day goes by without me getting more than a single sucky paragraph closer to putting shit in the mail.

In happier news, Beirut's new album is living up to the hype.