Dead again.
Fidel, that is. Everyone's just waiting for the official announcement, maybe later tonight when all of the pesky restless masses are safely off the streets and curfew is more easily enforced...
pobre V-L.
Always with the identity crisis; always with the running-out-of-time-must-go-to-other-coast-now. Sigh. And I'm afraid the next couple of weeks aren't going to be much more V-L friendly: I have to head to a conference in Chicago at the end of the month, come back to see Eric play Bumbershoot, and then turn around and head to Boston 3 days after
that so I can be on campus in time to take my Very Special Seminar at the law school (which starts a full two weeks before classes in the grad school--why the HELL?!)
Anyhoo. Along with the Very Special Seminar, I'm taking a class on civil society in transitional states, and another on race/gender/immigration, and finally an independent study that will help me formulate and prepare for generals in the spring in my "specialty" subfield, which is a little new and a little different and therefore requires some readin' up. Plus I'm advising an undergrad thesis. Busy semester! Again!
Mainly this week is about getting this goddamn paper ready for this goddamn conference, which is
supposed to be a paper for a class I took last spring, but appears to be destined to remain an indefinite incomplete because a) I don't really understand the puzzle anymore b) I'm not super convinced my answer is remotely correct and c) I really want to be working on an entirely different subject at this point. So it's a little tough to stay focused. Fortunately the nature of this particular panel is flexible enough that I can get away with a merely somewhat-coherent presentation and not a full seminar paper, and thank GOD, because otherwise I'd be totally screwed.
Let's see, what else...I am super excited about my new place in Cambridge, which is right by a Whole Paycheck and reasonably close--but not TOO close, like I was last year--to the department. Strangely enough, I'm pretty excited to get back to Cambridge in general, which is a little surprising because I have so much fucking work to do, but it will be really nice to feel semi-productive again after this strange, stressful, and so utterly non-productive summer.
*tinker*
I was really hatin' on the bright green, and that last one wasn't right either. Bah.