I leave for Ecuador tomorrow for a month. A month of "scoping" to find a place where maybe just maybe in a year or two I can return and begin a year of intense fieldwork for my dissertation. I'm starting in Quito. If it sucks by the end of two weeks, i'll jump on a flight to Cuenca and spend the following two weeks trying to do what I failed to do ( Read more... )

It's almost 3:00 pm. That means that I need to leave the house in an hour and a half to pick up Guille from work and go to the gym. I have been ready to work for the last six hours. I have accomplished nothing.

I have a lot to do. ( Here's a short list: )

This semester I learned that even when a professor tells you its too early to start worrying about writing their paper, it's really really not ( Read more... )

Didn't get the NSF. Life goes on.

The articles I am reading for medical anthropology this week talk about phenomenology of the body and they challenge the old mind/body dichotomy. They also make the very important point that this (Western) dichotomy may make it hard to write an experience-based ethnography of the body because we aren't so much used to thinking about, say, a bodyful ( Read more... )

Spring Break - which was, despite my being fairly consistent about doing work, super fun and relaxing - is over. Dad and Trish are here (actually, at the moment they are at the Desert Museum) and I am attempting to write essays. I'm struggling. Derrida is not my friend. But Derrida is not the problem. The problem is that Spring Break is over ( Read more... )

It's already 11:00 am on my last day to finish two (okay, three, but that last one isn't going to happen) final assignments for my least favorite class. One of said assignments is mostly done, and the finishing touches are being put on by my partner. The other assignment is simple. A mere five pages of reflection on the course.

And I absolutely ( Read more... )

I have to write a response to this book. I read it in two days and spent five hours talking about it with a friend so that I could write about it. And yet, the thing that most closely relates is the following comic I found, thanks to fallingfae .


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I admit it. It was dumb for me to have just come on into the library and hoped to check out or watch their a VHS marked "in library." What I should have done is filled out a recall form - even though it's not checked out - a few days before I wanted to watch it. Now that I am here, it has been explained to me, even though the VHS is IN the library ( Read more... )

Two days ago, as I was heading out to meet the people in my department for drinks, I realized that my bank card was missing. I knew I'd seen it since the last time I used it in a store, but that was pretty much it. I searched my car, my room, my clothes, my trashcans, my purse, my backpack and all to no effect. I was, as you might imagine, made ( Read more... )