Metastasizing

[superplin]

Am fantasizing about having the time and energy to write an essay about Dollhouse. I'd call it, "The House Always Wins," and look at messages like "you are the company you keep" and "who knows what evil lurks in thickets of medicinal carrots

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[masqthephlsphr]

That's what summer's for. Nesting.

[superplin]

If only you knew how my summer schedule is shaping up...

[masqthephlsphr]

What, no dinners and DVD?

[superplin]

Oh, that should work out fine. But nesting time will be minimal.

[superplin]

Seriously. What I wouldn't give for an actual ivory tower right about now.

[ann1962]

I try to get staff I work with to understand this. When I suggested it would be great for my husband to go to an hourly wage, for the ridiculous hours, they couldn't understand. I'd love him to get paid from 8 am to 11 pm every single day of the year, because that's pretty much it.

[ann1962]

Try to eek out time for yourself. The underbelly of teaching.

[superplin]

Hee!

Well, the notion that someone might actually read it is certainly a point in the plus column.

How do you feel about writing a book chapter about Twitter? That would free up some time. Or, you could write, administer, and grade a final exam for my two classes; design a two-day introductory workshop on social media; develop a three-session course module, also on social media...

All of the above would mean I could definitely work on some serious meta-type thoughts.

[superplin]

Ah, you tempt me!

Alas, I forgot to mention that you first need to run some network analyses on data fubared by confused research assistants. So that one is probably a bit much.

How 'bout this: If Dollhouse gets renewed, I hereby officially commit to writing at least one bit of meta-thoughtiness by the end of the month.