Denial = productivity
I am produductive, but only though the utter denial of the fact that I have a research project. It doesn't exist! la la la la la
But Users crap is done for the week. I think. It's hard to keep track of all the stupid little projects with their required stupid 2 page papers and idiotic number of required power point presentations. The entire class thus far has been a series of glorified book reports that I really don't see the point of. Hell, I don't see the point of the class, as virtually all of this was covered in Intro to Research. But, alas, it is required, so I do it.
It's good that I'm pretty much caught up though, since Alex is coming down this weekend. Happy dance! First visit from Obiefolks down to The Land of Heat and Tacos. I'm excited because this is the perfect excuse to blow off work and get around to doing some stuff I've been wanting to do for a while, like, you know, relax. I don't have a whole lot of plans, but my favorite bar is hosting a fundraiser for Blue Dog Rescue this sunday. Live music, free food, and all the money you spend on tasty beer goes to help puppies. Hard to argue with that. I'm also thinking breakfast tacos and maybe a trip out to the Salt Lick are in order. We'll see.
In about half an hour I'm going to go talk to a prof in the English department about taking his Bibliography class next semester. He actually teaches book history. At UT this is a part of the English department rather than History. which I find interesting. Should I be taking 4 classes next semester? maybe not. But I've been missing book history something fierce, and I want to try my hand at the real academia stuff again. Perhaps it will talk me out of the strange urge to find a PHD program in book history. I need to convince myself to get out of school while I can.
But Users crap is done for the week. I think. It's hard to keep track of all the stupid little projects with their required stupid 2 page papers and idiotic number of required power point presentations. The entire class thus far has been a series of glorified book reports that I really don't see the point of. Hell, I don't see the point of the class, as virtually all of this was covered in Intro to Research. But, alas, it is required, so I do it.
It's good that I'm pretty much caught up though, since Alex is coming down this weekend. Happy dance! First visit from Obiefolks down to The Land of Heat and Tacos. I'm excited because this is the perfect excuse to blow off work and get around to doing some stuff I've been wanting to do for a while, like, you know, relax. I don't have a whole lot of plans, but my favorite bar is hosting a fundraiser for Blue Dog Rescue this sunday. Live music, free food, and all the money you spend on tasty beer goes to help puppies. Hard to argue with that. I'm also thinking breakfast tacos and maybe a trip out to the Salt Lick are in order. We'll see.
In about half an hour I'm going to go talk to a prof in the English department about taking his Bibliography class next semester. He actually teaches book history. At UT this is a part of the English department rather than History. which I find interesting. Should I be taking 4 classes next semester? maybe not. But I've been missing book history something fierce, and I want to try my hand at the real academia stuff again. Perhaps it will talk me out of the strange urge to find a PHD program in book history. I need to convince myself to get out of school while I can.