Truly messed up (Another lament)
I have a devilish migraine, too much work to contemplate, should fly to China in a few days, have a ton of marking coming up Real Soon Now, and feel like I should be writing. I seem to have promised to give a seminar on either children’s secret societies or zombies at Manchester Business School, I have to finish a book manuscript ASAP, I have a journal article that has been 50% done (and not a single word more) since… well, forever, and feel positively unproductive. At least I can revel in the delight that is Zizek! the Movie. That man can rant up a storm. I want to be him when I grow up. Well, maybe not quite such a slob, but the manic eyes (I’m getting wrinkles around the eyes now, so I’m getting there) and the bushy beard are so this season – any season.
