Sometimes there are projects and commitments that occupy a significant part in one's life, but when they are over, one heaves a sigh of relief and goes off humming 'My chains fell off' to oneself.
In other cases, one thinks, what? what am I going to do now? even if, for the duration, one has been entirely aware of other things nibbling at the edge ( Read more... )

I have my email back, also my website!!!!
Happy happy day!!!!
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Dept of Nature Notes: spotted during my local perambulations today, 2 pied wagtails.
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Dept of, Exasperation - Do These People No Nuffink?
Really annoying piece in the most recent Literary Review (doesn't seem accessible on its website yet) -
While I am all for the deconstruction ( Read more... )

The realisation that it is rather more than a fortnight, rather than just under, until the event at which I am keynoting. Yay. Removal of pressure, a little.
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Dept of, this does not sound entirely professional.
If you are sending out solicitations to publish in your journal, which is supposedly Important International Journal on [Subject], is it ( Read more... )

Yesterday An Event took place at my workplace of a kind my department had not previously essayed, and which I was i/c organising, involving an organisation whose archives we hold.
We are fortunate that we have a) dedicated AV and technical people on hand and b) a really marvelous admin person to handle all the room arrangements and hospitality.
But ( Read more... )

Have been looking for Yogi Lemon Ginger Tea in several shops now and failing to find it: what I did find was Green Tea with Lemon and Ginger *NEW*.

DO.NOT.WANT

(Green Tea, for all your monkey hallucination requirements... and even not going that far, have found it perhaps a leeetle over-stimulating.)

I was worried that, as in the case of so many ( Read more... )

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Ah. On closer perusal of my Wiscon schedule, two of those sessions are, in fact, in the academic strand.

Relief.

On the phone grump, the Evernote problem, at least, is a Known Issue in respect of the HTC Wildfire, according to their user forums recently checked.

Another cause of relief:

At my talk yesterday on STDs, nobody raised the horrid spectre ( Read more... )

Because I don't think I've had Siegfried Sassoon before, and, in a week in which relief has been a keynote, the exuberant relief of 11/11/1918 rather than one of his many acerbic and grim war-poems:
Everyone SangEveryone suddenly burst out singing ( Read more... )

Some weeks ago, I booked a couple of days off because a) I still have several days leave to use up before the end of the year and b) I was in a panic and a fret over the seminar paper I'd committed myself to giving at The Other Oxford University next week, which, what with one thing and another, I hadn't made a start on.

Lo and behold, I actually ( Read more... )

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