Cannot concentrate. The political crisis, with a side order of venturing into reading the uninformed but rabid (and mostly anti-Dion) comments to a couple of CTV.com posts, has eaten my brain.
Seriously, I managed to read about 25 pages of Habitants et Marchands today and 25 pages of The Venture of Islam and mark one section's worth of my students' museum trip reports, and that's all.
I BLAME YOU, STEPHEN HARPER.
I expect Michaelle Jean will prorogue parliament, but still.
Also eating my brain today is the fact that advisor R and Southeast Asianist prof P have teamed up to decide that it would be deeply professionally useful for me to apply to the University of Warwick's
Global Arts: Exchange and Innovation of Visual and Material Culture across the World, 1300-1800 Summer School this year. Which is, of course, in Venice. In March. Sign me up? I don't know if I can get in or get funding to go, but not only am I deeply entranced by the prospect, I'm also immensely flattered that they thought of me when they found out about it.
But I mostly blame my lack of productivity on Stephen Harper. ALL HIS FAULT.
Oh, and I suppose I also got my second reading list, for my Early Modern France/New France field, approved. Prof G says she thinks it all looks good. I also printed out my still-to-read (as opposed to reread) lists and posted them in my cubicle, hopefully to motivational effects. We'll see, though. Can the fear instilled by any reading list fight THE HARPERNATOR? I don't know.