| Sophie Hearn ( @ 2008-06-03 00:15:00 |
Fabulous Fabulists (Or: My Night with a Crazy French Poet)
I'm writing an essay on an old dead French fabulist. And the only enjoyment I get from it is the fact that I get to say fabulist every other word. I want to be a fabulist when I grow up--just like Aesop. Then people can say I'm a fabulous fabulist (because what other kind of fabulist would I be?). So this is fun.
I had a rockstar (which was really gross), a mocha, a cup of coffee, and two cups of tea. How late can I stay up? I'm shaking...
12:18 am. Let's tabulate. I'll keep this open tonight.
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1:14 am
Alrighty. Still working my little butt off over here. But I'm fully caffeinated for another 2 hours at least.
And my brain is turning into escargots. That can't be good.
Am I a reed or an oak tree? Do I give a fuck?
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2:28 am
I took a 10 minute nap. And woke up forty minutes later.
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2:56 am
It's really hard to focus at this point. If I get at least a 50% though, I can make it out of the class with a B. So my goal isn't too high. And she's an easy grader.
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3:40 am
Let's not go into how much I cried for the last French final, but this one may well be worse. I'm really beginning to hate Jean de la Fontaine. And not just cause he's ugly. But seriously, you should see this guy. When I have trouble trying to think of something to say, I go back to his wikipedia page and laugh at him to ease my pain. He may have been a bastard because he wrote this poem, but at least he had an excuse. (I'd attach a picture, but I can't figure out computer talk this late at night--you should look at his Wikipedia page.)
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3:58 am
Another cup of tea.
Maybe I should put in three teabags. Would that add more caffeine? I can't even tell at this point. I wish I could make coffee, but the grinder's too loud for 3:58 am. Maybe I'll take it out to the backyard... Yeah!
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4:12 am
Surprised I can still articulate? Me too.
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4:23 am
Think I'll go to bed now. For an hour and a half. And then try to speak for 10 minutes straight tomorrow, which at this point would be hard enough to do in English.
I'm writing an essay on an old dead French fabulist. And the only enjoyment I get from it is the fact that I get to say fabulist every other word. I want to be a fabulist when I grow up--just like Aesop. Then people can say I'm a fabulous fabulist (because what other kind of fabulist would I be?). So this is fun.
I had a rockstar (which was really gross), a mocha, a cup of coffee, and two cups of tea. How late can I stay up? I'm shaking...
12:18 am. Let's tabulate. I'll keep this open tonight.
---
1:14 am
Alrighty. Still working my little butt off over here. But I'm fully caffeinated for another 2 hours at least.
And my brain is turning into escargots. That can't be good.
Am I a reed or an oak tree? Do I give a fuck?
---
2:28 am
I took a 10 minute nap. And woke up forty minutes later.
---
2:56 am
It's really hard to focus at this point. If I get at least a 50% though, I can make it out of the class with a B. So my goal isn't too high. And she's an easy grader.
---
3:40 am
Let's not go into how much I cried for the last French final, but this one may well be worse. I'm really beginning to hate Jean de la Fontaine. And not just cause he's ugly. But seriously, you should see this guy. When I have trouble trying to think of something to say, I go back to his wikipedia page and laugh at him to ease my pain. He may have been a bastard because he wrote this poem, but at least he had an excuse. (I'd attach a picture, but I can't figure out computer talk this late at night--you should look at his Wikipedia page.)
---
3:58 am
Another cup of tea.
Maybe I should put in three teabags. Would that add more caffeine? I can't even tell at this point. I wish I could make coffee, but the grinder's too loud for 3:58 am. Maybe I'll take it out to the backyard... Yeah!
---
4:12 am
Surprised I can still articulate? Me too.
---
4:23 am
Think I'll go to bed now. For an hour and a half. And then try to speak for 10 minutes straight tomorrow, which at this point would be hard enough to do in English.