Not sure if I can actually sustain working a 9-5 while dealing with anxiety issues and depression.

So, internets, a question:

Doing a Masters in Creative Writing at Victoria University... good idea or bad idea?

Comic books have become a BANE to me. Between DC and Marvel, basically they've got every possible character, power and concept covered by their enormous, bloated, wonderful, annoying sphere of influence.

It doesn't help that because I've interacted with these canons at various times, I keep accidentally plagiarising them without realising! Some things I know I came up with myself so I'm willing to fight for it if their happens to be a similar thing in comic-verse, but other things I just can't be sure. Last night I was trying to find a name for a character who was a Russian teenage boy who was a big, quiet, shy, family-orientated guy and something of an artist. I'd originally called him Andre but then realised that was my cousin's name, so could get me into trouble, so I was going through babynames.com (my SAVIOUR!) and I saw 'Pyotr' and really liked it, but I suddenly got this weird inkling. I new X-men's Colossus was Russian, and kinda nice, but he's BARELY in the X-men cartoon, so I didn't know much about him, and couldn't remember his first name. Luckily I've learnt to be suspicious, so I looked it up anyway, and sure enough, Piotr Rasputin, also known as Colossus, a shy, quiet man with a love for family and, surprisingly, a fantastic artist.

*headdesks*

Luckily I hadn't written him in yet so I can make some changes. Swapped his and another girl's powers so it brings out different things, made some personality-changes. Siiiiigh.

Then I was trying to figure out a code-name for a different character, was thinking 'puppet-master'. Again, a suspicion came over me, and upon checking, I find that BOTH DC AND Marvel have a villain named Puppeteer/Puppet Master respectively. SIIIIGH.

I'm off to have lunch.

P.S. My Nana died on Tuesday. Had the funeral on Friday. It's been a really tough time and I'm not dealing too well with the stress of that plus losing two weeks in my last month of Uni between flying to Wellington to see her in hospital and the funeral and stuff. PLUS I have crazy job-related shenanigans going on. So yeah. Um, barely-functional Peeji is barely functional. :/

Hi all. Long time no post. I think no one is surprised by now, so lets just skip the gnashing of teeth and move on.

In news of Life of Peeji, I'm in my last week of Working Too Much at my workplace, and just starting my second week of Working Too Much at uni.

I spent 6 HOURS today researching video game titles for use in my honours thesis.

6 HOURS

I'm going to hate myself by the end of this, seriously. Will NEVER be able to play video games again. (but right now, I'm just really excited and can't believe I'm allowed to do this as an academic pursuit.)

I'm thrilled, I gotta say, to finally be doing post-grad. I feel like a fraud, and that any moment someone will point and say, 'You don't belong here!' I'm just so grateful that I've made it this far and I hope I can do well.

Also, doing research on video games? EXPENSIVE. @_@

I'm going to have no life at all this year. It's going to be awesome. Two of the girls doing post-grad Anth are also massive geeks like me. They helped me search for titles this afternoon because they were bored. *beams*

I miss writing right now, but there just isn't any time. Maybe once I've got into a routine. Right now I'm trying to pack 40 hours of study into three days a week and there just is. no. time. Writing is never forgotten for me, though.

Anyway, I gotta get some sleep. Just wanted to say hi to the outside world.

P.S. Jared just got married and even though I'm so happy for him, and not even Jared obsessed, a little part of me was all sad yesterday. ^_^;;

Fuck, I refuse to say 'life is good' because that will result in something awful happening, but I have a JOB and it's a really GREAT job, and this makes me happy.

On the less-positive side, I also have what is trying to be the HARDEST ESSAY IN THE UNIVERSE. The question is: “What are the potential uses and limitations of the ‘ethnography of speaking’ in respect to an analysis of ritual?” which, well, I don't think any of my readers study anthropology so it will sound like jibber-jabber to you, but it's... really weird because it should be really easy to answer but it's so easy to answer that everything I have to say about it takes up about two paragraphs. ...2,000 words? Not even CLOSE, baby! *sighs* Will have to keep pounding at it anyway...

On a positive note, my Classics essay was AWESOME and really interesting and I totally got it in on time which was GREAT. This comment, occurred in relation, however:
Comments for the week:

1.
When it’s 1am, and you’ve just spent about 8 hours writing an essay which is due the next morning, don’t suddenly assume your entire essay is off-topic. You’re probably just losing your mind. Go to bed.

*nods* It was fine the next morning. ^_^ (with some added last-minute tweaking)

Finally, I'd just like to say... something, even though words aren't useful at ALL in this situation, for all the people who have died or are suffering due to the natural disasters in China and Myanmar this week. :(


EDIT: Essay-block - when all else fails, read the recommended texts AGAIN. WHY, WORLD, WHY?