Evidently I started this thing ten years ago last month, and I missed the anniversary.

My, how things have changed.

Well.

I finally got drunk enough to send that paper I hawked around Europe off to people who should see it before I send it to a journal.

Ugh ugh ugh.

Is it strange that I am more afraid of this than double-blind peer review?

After several months of burn-out, I seem to be getting things done again. Switching the topic of my general paper (a paper I have to write as a milestone requirement for my PhD) to a subfield I am already competent in has helped a lot. Never mind that it was supposed to be defended by June. Nobody seems to mind all that much ( Read more... )

I don't much like vaguebooking, either on the semi-eponymous Facebook or here, but I just feel like this bears repeating in a somewhat public way:

Being human is hard.

Here is the cool thing I did today: http://www.mapmyride.com/workout/312655563

Short Story: 100+ miles, three states, 6:15+ hours on the bike.

(Numbers are approximate since I lost GPS signal several times. Actual values are higher.)

Fuck it. Going to Scotland.

I made some off-hand comment to my class today about the Cold War ( Read more... )

My grandpa Tom once told me he didn't start drinking whiskey until he was 50. He died at 75.

So, given an average life expectancy of 75.6 years for American males, I guess this means I should get about twice the enjoyment.

LiveJournal, it's not that I've forgotten you. It's just that everybody else has.