I really love my French PhD program. Love the classes. Love (most of) the folks. Adore teaching. Granted, 150 books for the exam in May seems a bit excessive. But it's all good. I am looking forward to writing the dissertation proposal this summer (while learning Latin!). Things are good!

So my building (not my apartment) was just on fire. I'm glad to be moving in a month.
Seriously, this sort of thing is getting old.

I don't usually comment on politics here, but something related to the recent Spitzer scandal rubbed me the wrong way. In an article about how parents should explain the scandal to their children, there was this quote:

Judy Kuriansky, a professor of clinical psychology at Columbia University Teachers College, said parents should be ready if ( Read more... )

so, apparently, i was awarded a masters degree in december, 2007. and nobody thought to officially notify me. swell. i am still waiting for the diploma which, i understand, will be written in latin. because, you know, most employers read latin. so that will be useful to have around.

my english is in desperate need of a shot in the arm. so i am on the look-out for some good poems. preferably not in french. know of any gems? please send them my way.

i'm sorry i no longer post. basically, my time is no longer my own. here's to being a teacher.

i am in the middle of day 2 of my 5-day, 40-hr TA training session. come next wednesday, i shall have my very own lil undergrads to experiment on. what fun!

Harry Potter V has the distinction of being the first HP movie that avoided the pitfall of being a simple transcription of the book. It was an actual movie. And it was pretty darn good. Not perfect, mind -- one of my fave scenes was not included -- but better than any of the others, by far.

having the time of my life in provence. it's so rugged and beautiful. i could almost see myself moving here permanently, except that i know i'd become shriveled and brown after a year of this sun. not to mention a walking skin cancer.

i'm packing up to go back to france. in a lot of ways, it feels like going home to a place where customs seem sensible ( Read more... )