So, I'm a master now. Yet I still haven't mastered the art of not letting the in-laws get to me. But at least I get to come home and sleep in my own bed this time ( Read more... )

So, I had my last final tonight. I stressed all day. After all is said and done, I'd be surprised if I didn't pull it off. The celebrating is not as exciting as I'd expected. Some kids from class talked about coming over here after the exam, but in the end we all just went our separate ways. I'm not graduating, but I may well have sat in a desk at ( Read more... )

So, here I am again, working on my last paper of another semester. This time it's representations (or the lack thereof) or race in queer studies scholarship, for my 502 class on race theory. Once again, I feel as if I've bitten off more than I can chew...must learn to choose much more narrowly specific topics. As things go though, this may very ( Read more... )

So, Rhonda flew to Portland today for a conference. Daniel and Nickolas picked her up this morning. They're presenting the data from their prop 8 study at WPA(the Western Psychological Association, I think). It's always weird when she leaves town. I missed her a lot when I went to Albuquerque too, but at least being in a foreign town is sort of a ( Read more... )

I had 3 cups with dinner tonight, and I definitely feel like I am on drug(s). Which is partially to blame for my deciding to update this poor neglected journal of mine. I really should keep a more regular journal, though maybe not this one ( Read more... )

And I guess didn't think it was worth posting...it was saved as a draft...here it is now ( Read more... )

So, I guess it's summer. When we woke up yesterday, Rhonda told me about a dream she was having. In the dream she still lived with her parents. When we woke up, she was really excited. She kept talking about how awesome it is that we're grown-ups and isn't it exciting that we can do whatever we want on this Sunday, our day off together. It is ( Read more... )

I turned in my last paper for the semester just before 4:00. It was a paper on Judy Chicago's "The Dinner Party" as an art controversy. It was supposed to be due Friday by 5:00. I had most of it written by Wednesday night. I swapped shifts with a guy for Friday so I wouldn't have to come in until 11:00. This ensured that if necessary I could stay ( Read more... )

So, two weeks to go before my second semester of grad school is over. I have so much to do, but I'm not panicking yet. Instead, I blog. I guess old habits die hard ( Read more... )

So, I turned in my 409 final about two hours ago. I put the papers into a manila envelope and slid them under my professor's door. As the envelope left my hand, I suddenly wondered if that was how we were supposed to turn them in. She said they were due in her office by 6pm. Well, it's in her office. I hated the ad she gave us to analyze. That ( Read more... )