Since it has been a week. And I said I'd write more ( Read more... )

Not really vacating. 
Vacationing just doesn't sound as good though, does it?

Here are some things that have happened in the past month:
I finished my first semester.

Wait, that might be it. December was pretty busy like that. (I went home, too - that was busy for other reasons.)

But now that the steep steep first-term learning curve is over, I think ( Read more... )

I made it to six hours in Urban Bean yesterday. Four on Saturday.
Three today.

Reached saturation point too early. must stop

the brain is not a muscle why does it get so tired

I got back from Thanksgiving and just had enough time to plastic wrap my windows before Minnesota decided it was winter. Hey guess what? It's really nice! I kind of... like this teens- and twenties- weather thing, with the little snow flurries ( Read more... )

I have a post I need to write entitled "This Week in Dating," but that will have to wait til I have more time ( Read more... )

You know how sometimes things suck and then they don't? I've just been having a string of awesome days. Which may be karmic re-balancing after my disgusting food poisoning on Saturday... or it might mean that I'm in for something nasty around the bend ( Read more... )

I am academi-ing out right now. I had two meetings with professors, one of whom invited me to create a Kermanian reading of Bakhtin (as if I was smart enough to do that) ... which led to me feeling super smart because to space and time (chronotope) I decided you could add velocity, which just gives me self-congratulatory scientoliterary shivers ( Read more... )

I've just hit a point mid-week where I'm semi-prepared for the two office hours I'm going to later, I have all my reading done for this week, and it's too early to start on the reading for next (which isn't too brutal anyway). I've taken a shower and brushed my teeth and got hungry and ate a muffin even though I had already brushed my teeth, and I  ( Read more... )

So, the informal, impromptu concert that I thought I was playing in (and for which I just got the music a week ago - the very new piece by Bill Panks) is actually a real concert - like, one they charge people money to get into! Uhhh, OK... better go practice!


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This is worse now, because it's the end of the day, but it's bothering me enough (aka PAIN) that I want some general pieces of advice ( Read more... )