Tired, but a decent type of tired, as I feel as if I’ve accomplished much over the last few days. Yesterday was probably my most productive dissertation day in long time. I rattled off about twelve pages in four or five hours, a lot for this type of writing, and I felt the quality of the writing was strong. I remember reading once that Steven King set a minimum word limit for what he had to produce every day, and if he met it early, great, he took the rest of the day off. I try to write ten pages on Wednesdays, but since I was on a roll, I pushed further. I could have a decent chapter four draft completed in a couple weeks. I will finish this paper eventually, and I stand a decent chance of knocking the sucker out by mid-summer.
Yesterday I worked at home, mostly at the dining room table, after basketball. A friend and I managed a minor argument over the fact he tries to coach everybody down the court every goddamn sequence. He drives me crazy. I felt like an asshole after ragging on him, though, so we did the guy thing and tried to compliment each other’s play through the rest of the game. I played this morning as well, the first Tuesday/Thursday game in a while. Not much had changed, decent game, a little slower than M/W/F, and a guy shot at the wrong hoop. I felt like I didn’t get a minute to breathe today at work, but I’m well positioned, I hope, for two long meetings tomorrow at work. Maybe the entire day will be a wash. I hope not. I’d rather not worry about work this weekend. I could use a day with my mind off the office. Tonight T and I hit the library. I was pissed earlier in the evening because T was acting like a jerk at the thought of S coming with us to the library, but he and I went anyway after S decided he didn’t want to go. I do appreciate the fact that T likes the library. He wanted to find some “choose your own adventure” books for silent reading at school. Tomorrow, if I can ditch the office early enough, I’ll pick up the boys from school and take them to check out the latest Port coffee shop. I helped the boys get to sleep, as M isn’t feeling very well, then watched “The Office”, “Scrubs”, and the first few minutes of “30 Rock”. Maybe I’ll read some David Mitchell before bed. Good night.