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I have been amusing mysef by sticking bits of my thesis into the "Gender Genie," which claims it can figure out the gender of a writer using the power of Math! (tm). It seems overwhelmingly convinced that I am a dude, except when I am writing about those wussy aesthetes the Ming dynasty literati,* at which point it becomes much less certain. Needless to say, I am greatly amused.
I was going to feed it a blog entry, but then I realized how embarassingly long it's been since I wrote anything approaching the recommended 500+ words for non-academic purposes. Oops.
I have next week off from work, since the costume shop is between shows and I very nobly offered to hand my hours off to others--I've been getting a totally unfair amount (given that they've had to cut back this semester because of Oregon's recent minimum wage increase) because of experience and seniority, which is nice, but organizing/cleanup/minor repairs can be done by people who are just learning their way around, and anyway they're much more boring than building costumes. Ahem. See how nice I am? The professor for one of my two classes is also going to be out of town for the week (though we're making the mised conferences up on the weekend). My only committment for the week will be Chinese for an hour a day. Clearly this means I will get right down to my thesis and write a huge amount, right?
Ack. Yes, everything is about the thesis. Even when it isn't. I'm really not obsessive, it's just that the damn thing is like having a second fulltime relationship. Even when I'm not thinking about it, it's there in the background, and when I run out of things to say it spills through the breach. Today I had to give an oral presentation in Chinese, and of course the topic I came up with was Beijing Opera because I don't really have a life, I just have a collection of random geeky interests, and currently they're all being subsumed into the thesis. So where previously I might bore people by blithering about medieval Japan or 19th century people or mythology or politics or whatever, now I just have The Thesis. I am enjoying the project, don't get me wrong; I'm just a little (hah!) concerned that it's making me even more boring than I used to be.
Meh. At least my Chinese presentation had crossdressing prettyboy prostitutes, which is totally more than can be said for anybody else's so far. So maybe I can't be all that dull...
*fear not! sarcasm! God, I'm so out of practice I'm not even confident of my ability to get that across online anymore.
PS: This entry was also written by a man, evidently. Who knew!
I was going to feed it a blog entry, but then I realized how embarassingly long it's been since I wrote anything approaching the recommended 500+ words for non-academic purposes. Oops.
I have next week off from work, since the costume shop is between shows and I very nobly offered to hand my hours off to others--I've been getting a totally unfair amount (given that they've had to cut back this semester because of Oregon's recent minimum wage increase) because of experience and seniority, which is nice, but organizing/cleanup/minor repairs can be done by people who are just learning their way around, and anyway they're much more boring than building costumes. Ahem. See how nice I am? The professor for one of my two classes is also going to be out of town for the week (though we're making the mised conferences up on the weekend). My only committment for the week will be Chinese for an hour a day. Clearly this means I will get right down to my thesis and write a huge amount, right?
Ack. Yes, everything is about the thesis. Even when it isn't. I'm really not obsessive, it's just that the damn thing is like having a second fulltime relationship. Even when I'm not thinking about it, it's there in the background, and when I run out of things to say it spills through the breach. Today I had to give an oral presentation in Chinese, and of course the topic I came up with was Beijing Opera because I don't really have a life, I just have a collection of random geeky interests, and currently they're all being subsumed into the thesis. So where previously I might bore people by blithering about medieval Japan or 19th century people or mythology or politics or whatever, now I just have The Thesis. I am enjoying the project, don't get me wrong; I'm just a little (hah!) concerned that it's making me even more boring than I used to be.
Meh. At least my Chinese presentation had crossdressing prettyboy prostitutes, which is totally more than can be said for anybody else's so far. So maybe I can't be all that dull...
*fear not! sarcasm! God, I'm so out of practice I'm not even confident of my ability to get that across online anymore.
PS: This entry was also written by a man, evidently. Who knew!