Dissertation dilemmas

The experiment two nights ago worked.

I created a new user account on my Macbook with access only to my word-processor (Scrivener), then reset my admin password to something like 673hdhsa568fdje8sosjyr8jdhs7si which I wrote down on a piece of paper and put in my sock drawer. I then went to the library, and could do nothing but write.

I have a deadline of Monday to turn this thing around. I’ll do it.


This morning I was listening to Macbreak weekly, when Andy Ihnatko gave his pick of the week: Freedom.

It is the most wonderful piece of Mac software in the whole world. Basically, you launch it, and then tell it how long you want it to block all Internet connections.

It then shuts down your wireless and Ethernet, and there’s no way to turn it back on unless you do a restart. I really don’t like restarts so this suits me very well.

I’ve spent about 11 hours in the library today. Just came home for beans on toast, then will go back to write another chapter.

A lot of my time has been spent reformulating my question, and then rewriting what I have already written to suit my new argument. I’d started off by seeking to show how wonderful the 1998 Non Profit Organisation Law was. After doing that for a bit, I discovered that actually, it had been a bit of a flop. So then I switched to showing why it had failed. But I didn’t like that, it was negative, and I was getting increasingly frustrated by the lack of reliable data on which to base my argument (civil society is notoriously difficult to define, let along quantify).

Finally, in despair I emailed my tutor – and got the green light to change my title again. I’m now assessing the changes that have occurred since 1995 in Japan’s third sector, including the effects of the NPO law, and many other factors that have brought civil society to where it is today. I’m happy with that.

The thing is, 3 new laws come into force in December, and the whole situation will be turned on its head, meaning that my dissertation will only be current for about 6 months! Well, at least I’ll have graduated by then!

Ok,better heat up the beans.

Up in smoke

Caw blimey gov it’s been one hell of a day. Just got back form the library (2am) where I’ve spent the last 7 hours trying to finish off this website for my employer. I’m always astonished by how long it takes. It was all working fine in Safari and Firefox, but then I made the mistake of testing it for compatibility with Microsoft Internet Explorer, and it all went horribly wrong…

Still, glad I got it done. Eventually.

It was a funny old day. Started with a chap coming to see my darling 17-year-old Claud Butler mountain bike which I’m selling to hope pay for the move to Japan – every penny counts. He said he’d let me know… Then it was off to uni for a Japanese class. Crikey, my speaking ability really has dived this year. This is through no fault of my course, I don’t see my coursemates experiencing the same thing. If I chose to make the time to speak japanese outside class, and if I chose to put the effort into my course that I know i should, then I’d be improving, but I don’t, and thus I probably only talk japanese for about 30 minutes a week. I feel a little bad about this as I don’t want to let my teacher down, but she knows me well, and I think understands my situation.

My listening is Ok though, and my writing not too hopeless, when I use a keyboard!

It’s reached the stage now where I know that I’ll be back in Japan soon, so I’m not too concerned about this brief interlude of crapness. In the long term I will be fluent. Now though, it’s a matter of just trying to scrape by.

I was delighted yesterday to be presented with three Third Prizes and one First Prize at the Photo Soc Awards ceremony. It almost seemed like one of those Bafta situations where the film of the moment sweeps everything up … which made me feel a little uncomfortable, as it would have been nicer if the prizes had been spread around a bit. Hmm, I left quite quickly after I’d spoken to the judges about my photos (taken in Mongolia last summer).

i received an email today to let me know that one or some of my photos have gone though to the final or another university photo competition. The awards ceremony is Thursday, but unfortunately I’ll be in class at that time.

My Macbook power adapter went up in smoke today, literally! Prolonged wear and tear and over-zealous winding of the cord caused the outer insulation to break, and the thing short-circuited. I didn’t realise though until I actually saw this whiff of smoke cross my screen – I thought it was a feather and tried to grab hold of it!

Off to the Apple Store I went, and was shocked by the cost of the replacement – £60! Just as I was about to pay, one of the staff asked me if my Macbook was under warranty. Yes, it was …and 20 minutes later I was given a new adapter for free. I asked if the battery would have been harmed by the incident – no it should be fine. But how old is the battery? 21 months – Ancient! Did I know that Apple have a free replacement policy for that model? No, i didn’t …but moments later I was delighted to be presented with a brand new battery, which retails at £100!

Oh, then I mentioned the loose screws on the side of my macbook. That prompted the ordering of a new bottom case for it, to be delivered soon.

With this latest incident, in 6 months I would have had the hard drive, optical drive, keyboard, screen, power adapter, battery, bottom case and fan replaced- all ‘free of charge’. I say free, but in fact I paid £50 for a 3-year warranty, which I would strongly recommend to anyone buying an Apple product. That’s not because they break down more often than any other hardware, it’s that the service you get for your money is so superb. Outside of Tokyo, I know of no place where you can just walk in with your computer and get it fixed on the spot, and I’ve never heard of a warranty covering a battery or power adapter before (both of which were victims of wear-and-tear, although apparently my battery was especially crap, not that I ever noticed, thus the new one).

Anyway, I’ve got a meeting with a local web design company tomorrow, er, today, in 6 hours time, to discuss getting our publishing site made (again). Best get some sleep!

xxx

p.s. Liking Murakami’s Wind-Up Bird Chronicles. The 24 hour audiobook is about £50 from Amazon – only £7.99 on subscription from Audible!

Time for an all-nighter?

caw blimey gov it’s gonna be one of those loooooong nights.

It’s ten to one, but I’ve still got a tonne of stuff to do for tomorrow. What’s best: late night, or up early? The danger with going to bed now is that I won’t have time tomorrow morning to prepare for the afternoon. Hmmm.

Tomorrow sees the deadline for the CILASS IBL Awards Scheme. Myself and a classmate decided to put in an entry in recognition of the work that our tutor has put in to creating our Virtual Language Lab, and embracing technology. It’s pretty amazing: 4 years ago the most hi-tech we got was a cassette tape of basic Japanese conversations – this year we’ve had classes where everyone has been equipped with brand new Sony laptops to carry out live in-class research. Quite a change.

Anyway, quite a few of my classmates have kindly submitted ‘evidence’ saying how they have benefited, and I’ve also got some photos, a video and some other documents to back up our case. Fingers crossed!

The other deadline tomorrow is for round two of the Business Creation Competition, which has a first prize of £5000. We feel pretty positive about this, having put an awful lot of work into what is now a decent 20-page business plan (even if we do say so ourselves). After classes today I had a meeting with our business advisor who absolutely loved it. Just needs a bit of tweeking…

We also finally submitted our application for Arts Council funding. We seem to fit exactly into one of their specified categories, so feel pretty good about this as well (turns out we have a connection with the person who oversees the fund too!).

When waiting in the line at the post office to send the big package that was the application form and supporting evidence, a lady walked in and started telling everyone her happy story of how she had been saved. She blessed us all, and then proceeded to tell us that God had taught her to sing and play the guitar in 15 minutes.

It was soon pretty clear why God had only spent 15 minutes trying to teach her to sing and play the guitar. Clearly, he’d given up trying, knowing a lost cause when he saw one. Her ‘singing’ and ‘playing’ were pretty atrocious, I mean, comically so. I was half expecting there to be hidden cameras recording our reaction to the ‘noise’. As it was, she caused a few chuckles, and the lady behind the counter started to sing along. When she finished, we all clapped, grinning at one another.

She thanked us, blessed us once more and left.

Walking back to the office, an unshaven man in his 60s asked if my friend James would marry him.

I also attended a Student Ambassador meeting this morning. That was fun, if somewhat surreal with a baby googling around and my carrying next year’s SEAS ambassador Ryan around in my hands. He was on Skype, so I thought I’d try and introduce him to everyone. Unfortunately neither his mic nor webcam were working, so it was a surreal one-way conversation. He said (typed) that he felt like a baby, unable to communicate (and in fact he was happiest when my macbook was just pointing at the baby in the room!)

Japan soc election is also underway, with the votes pouring in. Last time I’ll ever have to do this (although I do enjoy it!). It will soon be time to say bye bye to that baby.

Oh, sign the contract for the website tomorrow morning as well, crumbs, I’d forgotten about that. We’ll also be negotiating a contract for future upgrades to the site – although I don’t think we’ll be accepting the offer made this morning – consultation at £1250 a DAY! (that’s the business I need to be in).

Oh crap, I forgot, we’re filming that tech presentation tomorrow too and I’ve not prepared yet. Maybe I scrap the sleep thing and just work through. Not good though.

Ho hum. It’s been a good day overall. I even had time to go to the park and photograph the beautiful cherry blossom. Oh, and listened to some of CS Lewis’ Prince Caspian – the original BBC audiobook featuring those fantastic actors that we all know and love for their inability to act convincingly. (It wouldn’t be the same if they could). I still remember when Aslan visited the Blue Peter studios and pooed all over the floor – or was that an elephant?

Ok, on with the business plan.

I’ll be mightily relived when tomorrow is over. Then it’ll just be a case of writing an entire dissertation in a week.

A day in the life of Joseph Tame

Crikey O’reily. Talk about busy!

Not a bad list of accomplishments for the day:

  • 65 meaningful emails received
  • 60 fairly meaningful emails sent
  • Hair cut (meditation time as she wasn’t very talkative)
  • Wedding invites redesigned & ordered
  • Provided technical support for the folks having problems with Firefox
  • Euthanasia Vocab learnt
  • Enrolled on coaching course
  • Had meeting to prepare for next week’s presentation on being a student ambassador and employability
  • Had consultation and arranged meeting to prepare for Friday’s technology training session for staff
  • Spent half an hour spent trying to scan document required for us to marry
  • Attended Japanese speaking class
  • Meeting with teacher to discuss entering department into competition to win more money for IBL projects
  • Tried (and failed) to sort out wordpress blog used for 2nd year Japanese students
  • Attended birthday party
  • Finished ‘Market Overview” section of business plan
Phew. Time for bed. It all starts again in 6 hours.

Coping

As fresh as a Greek daisy. One of the first ever flower-shots I took, back in 1996

I’m glad I don’t usually have a car. Two parking tickets, a blow-out, and now today a section of the front bumper missing after someone reversed into me in the car park. I really am glad that on the whole, cars don’t excite me.

It’s been a pretty full-on few days. I was a photographer at a business seminar down south on Saturday – that was in-between the trouser-patch sewing, which incidentally when very well, although when I got home I realised that one of the patches was unintentionally shaped and positioned to look like a big testicle…

Having had the major Sheffield Graduate Award deadline on Friday, I’d spent much of the week getting my portfolio together. Thus, it was only on Sunday that I dared to finally re-open my to-do database.

Gulp. It was rather full.

One major to-do is my dissertation; I’ve got a deadline of Wednesday lunchtime to get the next section in, but it’s not going to happen. I felt very weary on Sunday, and it soon became apparent that I wasn’t going to do any work on it, as I was too busy hoovering, tidying up the noticeboard etc. Realising that this wasn’t a good situation to be in, I gave myself permission to procrastinate for the rest of the day – provided I procrastinated by doing stuff that was on my to-do list (but required less emotional input). That turned out to be a good decision, as I managed to deal with a whole bunch of emails that demanded responses, I wrote a journal article (1 down, 3 to go!), sorted out some wedding stuff, spoke to *Twinkle*, processed some outstanding RAW images, changed the wheel on the car again, and dealt with the huge bunch of paperwork that has been gathering on my table with the legs sawn off.

At the end of the day I felt quite happy with how I’d turned it around.

Today is the first day in the past week that I’ve not taken a potent cocktail consisting of a large dose of Vitamin B and Caffeine to keep me going. As a result of this, my body has finally had a chance to reassert itself, by sending me to sleep in the library at lunchtime. To be fair though, I was up at 6am again today for the usual (if temporary) morning routine: This involves picking up food from a community centre with a scary alarm, delivering it to the university shop, processing returns, picking up the catering trailer from up the hill, setting that up on campus, and fetching water. I love challenging myself to apply Lean Production tecniques to cut down the amount of time it takes me to get this done. I’ve now got it down from 2.5 hours to 90 minutes. I like looking out of the window when I’m back home at 8am, seeing the traffic queues and thinking, “wasn’t like that when I got up!”

With these temporary responsibilities I’ve ‘not had time’ for my daily exercise: the negative impact this loss has upon my energy levels is staggering.

Today has been semi-productive. I was in the library for about 8 hours, reading books when I wasn’t dozing off. But I have felt under considerable pressure.

Indeed, tonight it did all get to be a bit too much for me. Absolute exhaustion, and a desire to say ‘sod it all’. To ease things, I went and bought a big tub of ice cream, a bar of chocolate, and some stationary. I now feel somewhat better, and very fat.

More helpful than the consumption of 3 million calories though has been the recollection of a fundamental truth,

It Doesn’t Matter.

None of it does. Journals will still be published without my input, life will carry on without my emails, I will graduate (with a 2:1) even if I only get 40% on all my modules. Just pass, that’s enough.

As a treat, I gave myself an hour off my dissertation today and used it to look for jobs. That’s something else that has been on my to-do list. It wasn’t all that positive really, just tonnes of teaching jobs, but I’m not worried. I have a strong feeling that everything is going to work out for the best. I trust that when the time comes for me to act, I will know it.

I realised today that it’s actually going to be another 4 months before I see *Twinkle*. That brought me down a bit. I’ve been missing her so much recently, probably partly due to the fact that she would really benefit from my support at the moment. I miss being very much in touch with how she is feeling today, emotionally, and I miss her physical warmth.

Hmm, still, the way things are going these four months will fly by, and before you know it we’ll be back off to Japan. I am so looking forward to living with her again.

Well, it’s now 10pm, and time for me to go to sleep. Tomorrow will be another long day, bu a productive and enjoyable one too, and thus I look forward to it.