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| Sunday, November 14th, 2004 | |
| 10:42 pm | scratch the last one it is http://blog.lib.umn.edu/woodw032/main/ |
| Saturday, November 13th, 2004 | |
| 10:04 pm | switching blog I am switching to another server -- www.blog.umn.edu/woodw032/main |
| Wednesday, October 27th, 2004 | |
| 9:25 pm | No More "Limits of Citizenship" I amtaking abreak from reading because the new transnational modelof citizenship discourse is going to put me to sleep if I am not careful. Today has been one of those quite productive days but that also reminds you "oh fuck, I need to keep doing these things." However, today I started a ROTH IRA, which I am excited about (in the I guess I will be excited 40 some odd years from now about it), cleaned through all of my files and desk, sorted through books and found ones to donate (btw Katie, I have a lot of your romance novels), renewed my driver's license, etc. All in all, a pretty unexciting, but exciting day. Why is it that it seems what people often times have problems with is the actual parts of their life that is life? For instance, this semester, getting work done, getting schoolwork done, doing a (pretty) good job has all been going well and isn't a big source of stress. Finsing time to go to the gym, finding enough time to go home and take care of things, making sure the kitties don't go feral, cooking food for myself, and remembering when my direct deposit goes in -- impossible. I don't understand that, except maybe I realize work takes time and expect life to just go smoothly. I am realizing that doesn't really happen. It was another grey day here, which I attempted to ward off with Ben and Jerry's. I made the mistake of getting Butter Pecan instead of Mint Chocolate Chunk, and while it was (obviously) delicious, it was nowhere as good as the mint. However, the guy behind the counter gave me a huge coupon book and I am very excited of my mothes to come with cheaper ice cream. Its amazing how good going through (and throwing out) stuff can feel -- I finally tossed photographs of ex-boyfriends, high school friends I never see, birthday cards from years ago, etc. I am increasingly pessimistic about this election. My dad called me today to yell at me to vote and I was like "are you kidding, you think there is a chance I won't?" I have already found my polling place, etc. I don't know what I will do if that idiot wins re-election. More importantly, I don't know what he will do without the worries of having to get re-elected. Can we say police state? Maybe the boy is right and I should learn German. Current Music: Run-Snow Patrol-Final Straw |
| Tuesday, October 26th, 2004 | |
| 10:45 pm | SO after two days of tormentingly good weather, today outside has turned to shit again. Congratulations, it can be dark ALL DAY LONG> Arghh. Sometimes I really dislike northern climates. I also disliked it when I had to go buy new winter coat and gloves and socks today. The socks are awesome and I might never take them off, but I am still flabergasted over how much good coats cost. However, I did get it in baby blue, so that is pretty awesome. So, I have been thinking quite a bit about being a "good" graduate student. I have been talking/commenting lately with very many people who don't believe they are "good" graduate students. I don't believe I am a good graduate student. Reasons include: I have an incomplete from last fall that I said I would have done by the end of this summer, and the paper is not done yet, I don't talk much in class, I don't always get all of the readings done, I don't hang out in the department, I don't go talk to profs. There are other things I can think of, I'm sure. Oh, I can't write very well either. However, I am starting to be okay with my "bad grad" identity. I don't like being stuck in the department all the time. I am starting to find having to talk and socialize to be incredibly draining as my introversion is sitting up and then doing a jig. I actually don't think that I will ever become a prof. This is making the goal of grad school much more direct -- I want the degree. I guess this means that I don't have to do it perfectly, so long as I just do it. |
| Friday, October 22nd, 2004 | |
| 4:51 pm | Day 8 of the Marooning No sun for eight or nine days now. I am completely suffering from Vitamin D withdrawl. Right now, I am working with a bunch of younger debaters and that is fun, but I am kinda frustrated. My top team just dropped out of a bid tournament that I think they could do well at. So, I am really worried about them getting to the TOC and afraid that for the first time in a long time, we might not have a team at the TOC. Which is frustrating. Very very frustrating. I'm sort of in a bad mood. I just feel like curling up in a warm ball and going to sleep. With the way my life is going, I'm guessing that is pretty much going to be what happens, since it seems as of late that the boy pretty much wants to do only that too. Exciting Friday night day huh? I'm going to force myself to go workout though that is pretty much the last thing I want to do. Making myself get on the elliptical is going to be not fun. Of course, going to a debate tournament tommorow morning at an unholy early hour won't be either. Actually though, both will be good. That annoying "I'll feel better if I do it" type thing. However, that doesn't stop me from NOT WANTING TO DO ANYTHING! Arghhh I don't feel very good. Need sunlight. And love. |
| Wednesday, October 20th, 2004 | |
| 10:08 pm | sunset all day today we here in the cities entered day 5 of no sunlight. there were a few moments of reprieve today around lunch time and it was like the sun was doing desperate battle with the clouds and might have a fighting chance, but eventually, it was just dark again. I am really tired of it being dark. It is like the air itself is sucking life out of you. All I want to do is curl up, get warm, and eat pasta. However, after having tried that approach in years past and finding that the only result is a fFat, very tired, unhappy me, I am now trying to do all of the reccomended things. Perhaps this is all made more intense by my mom's visit in the middle of the light boycott. I think I will here make the conscious choice to not discuss my mother's visit. There are certain things that I really like and can often think of no real reason why I should, at least to the extent I do. For instance, geese. I find geese to be a good luck charm for me, without the good luck benefits. I guess that just means that I get excited every time I see geese and I honk at them. I really like watching them walk around and pecking and even hissing. Other things I like a lot right now Risotto. Laurel Hamilton "Anita Blake" novels. Malbec. Fruit Leather (organic). I think I am a weirdo. Current Mood: nerdy |
| Thursday, October 7th, 2004 | |
| 9:00 pm | you might have laughed if i told you.. so i really love the new r.e.m. song, "leaving new york." Getting to hear Michael Stipe singing "i'll love you forever" is pretty much my idea of a good time. I have begun my mid semester getting sick because I am stressed, which sucks because everything is pretty much getting done. I just got the boy's illness and have a bit of a fever, nasty sore throat, and such. Bleech. In good news, there is a seminar on Lacan next semester that I am super-excited about and my tournament invitations are almost done. So, the question is what to say. I don't yet know what I think about teaching high school -- the classes where it is good are absolutely amazing, but times when it is bad are just excrutiating. However, I love coaching and was told that the kids in the class think I make them do work, when they didn't have to in the debate classes before, but that they think it is pretty fun. The boy just announced his desire for a smart car. What on earth have I gotten myself into? Current Mood: geeky |
| Monday, September 13th, 2004 | |
| 1:18 pm | Uff Da So, its Monday and I haven't blogged for awhile. Why Blog now? Because I have a paper to finish writing and simply do NOT want to do it and am tired and cranky. So...wahhhh. But, the first week of school has occured and I think it will be a good semester and a lot to get done, but isn't there always. I am excited about going to watch a mtn bike race this Saturday. I think I am going to train to do a 40 mile race next year, though everything I have read says to get a friend to be your coach. Sadly, I know tons of coaches -- more then most people, but since all are debate coaches, I don't think any of them would want to be a bike coach. The boy has been helping me out a lot and we did skills work yesterday which is kinda fun, but still...skills work. I practiced going as slowly as possible and still ballancing my bike, clipping in and out at command, taking turns, and getting my ass out of the seat. If I race, I will need a better bike though. Right now the Trek EX 7 bike is my dream bike: ( I wrote that in html and think I screwed it up). Anyone, to extol the Trek EX 7 for a minute -- it is full suspension with higher travel, has disc brakes, is apparently fairly light, and is all black (yes I am a girl). However, I am loving my current bike, though I have been trying to think of a name for her. I like naming things -- I believe that somehow it will make them work better. My new car is Cassieopeia (CP) and my favorite stuffed animals are Bernard Cushelhunt and Forest Creature. So, obviously, my bike needs a name. She is a Trek 4100 (no, the bike is not a she because vehicles are traditionally "shes," just because the bike seems like a she to me) and is silver with front suspension. This week I am getting in a new seat designed for women and I am very excited. The seat also has little blue stars on it, which is even more exciting. Everything else is going well. I have been having debate practices every day after school for like 3 hours and we are madly trying to get ready for our first tournament. Eeek. The boy's birthday is this week so I will be enjoying a sushi glutton fest on wednesday night. Maybe to ensure it is truly gluttony, we will bike first. I am making a new dessert that I think will be fantastic, but since the boy occassionally reads this, I will have to write about it later, ex post facto. Love is going fairly well for me, even with occassional bouts of looking at the boy and exclaiming "What?!" in a general "you have lost your fucking mind" type way (always a respectful "you have lost your fucking mind" sort of way of course). However, the last little bit has reminded me just how much I like the person I am with -- I just like hanging out with him and talking and doing things together. That is probably a good thing. My mom is coming to town in a couple of weeks. Hmm...interesting. This will be good, but as with all things like this, perilous. Definately perilous. Okay, I'm signing off. If anyone wants to try being an amateur bike coach, let me know :) n |
| Tuesday, September 7th, 2004 | |
| 12:56 pm | strangers in the night So its the first day of school, but somehow after 19 past years of having "first days of school," the 20th doesn't seem especially laudable. I am taing for a class I have taed before and taking what look to be good seminars in democratic theory and biopoliics. I wish I could report something interesting. Right now I look like a pack of wild dogs has tried to tear me apart and then left me for dead since I still have my mtn biking scrapes and bruises. Added to that are a lovely sunburn, some bizzaro and huge insect bites, and a sunglasses tan. All in all my attractiveness meter is at an all time high. Other then that, all is...going. more soon Current Mood: satisfied |
| Thursday, September 2nd, 2004 | |
| 9:03 pm | what's the good of thursday I am sitting here post hot bath though still covered with (both metaphorical and real) scrapes. I went out biking on a trail today and wentout last Sunday. Today was good, though many of the hills were beyond scary. Sunday was amazing in some ways, but rally not fun in others. I had no idea what I was getting intoor how I was supposed to ride singletrack. I ran into a tree, have a ton of nasty bruises, and a huge scrape of my shin. Most embarssingly, I also started crying. More then once. I was just so frustrated and had no idea what I was supposed to do to handle the rocks and roots and curves and all. I was really angry. The metaphorical scrapes actually feel much worse right now. Mountain biking is however awesome. Current Mood: disappointed |
| Wednesday, August 25th, 2004 | |
| 10:31 pm | I'll take the rain The rain came down the rain came down the rain came down on me The wind blew strong and Summer's song it fades to memory. I knew you when I loved you then in Summer's yawn, now hopeless. You laid me bare and marked me there the promises we made. I used to think, as birds take wing, they sing through life, so why can't we? We cling to this, and claim the best if this is what you're offering I'll take the rain, I'll take the rain. The nighttime creases Summer schemes and stretches out to stay The sun shines down you came around you loved the easy days. But now the sun the Winter's come I wanted just to say That if I hold I'd hoped you'd fold and open up inside, inside of me. I used to think, as birds take wing, they sing through life, so why can't we? We cling to this, and claim the best if this is what you're offering I'll take the rain, I'll take the rain, I'll take the rain. This Winter's song I'll sing along I've searched its still refrain. I'll walk alone if given this take wing, and celebrate the rain. |
| Thursday, August 12th, 2004 | |
| 2:35 am | So close It is very early in the morning and though I am completely exhausted I can not get myself to go to sleep. I have done the pre-packing (ie all of my shit is piled together and the room is fairly clean) anticipating my leave in the morning. I simply can not wait to get home. It topped 104 degrees this evening and I have been paid and I even did some extra stuff and got paid more. Yay! That will cover this weekend's B&B trip. All I want to do is step off that plane at home and have good food and see my boy and fallbackinto the mundanities of everyday life (I only mean mundane in the sense that they are everyday,not that they are dull. However, he is the one that said "monogamy might be boring,but" so I can call this stuff mundane). Camp ended well and I was ecstatic to be completely done, though that was tinged with complete exhaustion. For the last few days I have slept probably less then 3 hours each night for reasons I have not been able to completely figure out yet. I am hoping that tonight will be the last night of this, though I anticipate that the time change etc. willmake for some interesting sleeping. I don't know if I can do these 5 week jaunts anymore. It is not even really the realtionship issues, though that can certainly be a major component. At a certain point now, I just feel old and tired and sad. Yes, I know, old at the advanced age of 24. The sadness is definately a passing thing, though it is more upsetting in the moving into a definate daily rhythm. It is also odd to me -- having done the LDR and camps before I have never missed anyone really like I missed the boy. It was, at times, an almost physical ache to be back at home and in places where I felt comfortable. There is so much to do when I get back, but first, a few days of nothing are in order. The boy took days off work, and I will be completely content to curl up together. This has been such an odd summer |
| Wednesday, August 11th, 2004 | |
| 12:53 am | this is how i wanted it to be.. So first, I just saw Maureen Dowd on The Daily Show and I now have a girl crush. She is absolutely brilliant and was comparing different members of the Bush administration to Star Wars characters. The discussion of Dick Cheney as Darth Vader (evil father figure) was priceless. Also the conversation about working at the Times and having Friedman come in and demand a daiquiri also made my night complete. I have been watching a bit of TV the last few nights and have been blessed with some great shows and/or truly bizarre things. Last night, I got to re-watch the end of the Blue Collar comedy tour, including seeing Ron White’s infamous tater salad/tater tot stories. He is smoking and drinking a scotch (or bourbon, I can’t tell) during the entire show and I think he is just drunk by the end of this. He also has a pretty spectacular Texas accent, the kind that reminds me why my friend Addie only really dated boys from Texas for awhile. What can I say, I’m a sucker for deep sexy male voices. (Oh and this TX accent is NOTHING like the ignorant drawl of our idiot-in-chief). Then I saw the new Blue Collar tv show which was pretty good, and then saw Bill Clinton on the Daily Show. It was fairly disappointing I thought – he seemed really self-conscious and it wasn’t very funny. Then tonight was the television highlight of the year. Not a reality show (per say) and it did not involve any of the Hilton family or anyone winning any amount of money. Instead what I saw was… Mountain unicycling in Nepal. There were two unicyclers and they were climbing up and down mountains and talking and bouncing up and down these trick jumps they had set up. I can not even begin to express the absolute amazingness of this show. Seeing these bucolic shots of gorgeous Nepalese scenes and then these two unicyclers bounce into the picture was very odd I have to say. It was great though and I now appreciate the awesome sport of unicycling. So now it has reached the point that I am counting down time until I leave for home. Right now it is divisible by 11. And sadly that is not eleven times one or two. Sad indeed. I just want to go home and eat and drink well and have a cuddly long weekend. |
| Tuesday, August 10th, 2004 | |
| 7:46 pm | Reasons to not go to a wedding dinner..... http://www.cnn.com/2004/WORLD/asiapcf/08/10/philippines.cannibal.ap/index.html |
| Monday, August 9th, 2004 | |
| 4:41 pm | do be do be do.....strangers in the night so this is really the last day of labs. After today, we just have a camp tournament and all that and then I am doing some online lectures and such and then I am free. Free I tell you, free!! It is going to be crazy because 2 days after I return, my Dad is in town for a few days. I have been trying to decide on things to do with him and so far, going to the U and to my school,getting a bunch of good food. So, I have nothing to say at all really. My mind has reached this whole new phase of complete focusing -- all I can think about it wanting to go home. I miss everything about the cities and my cats and the boy. I've got nothing. This is sad |
| Sunday, August 8th, 2004 | |
| 2:42 pm | Sunday morning coming round Why is it that the religious folks can come up with the most blasphemous music about sundays? Witness Johnny Cash's song lyrics of "the beer i had for breakfast wasn't bad so I had one more for dessert" and "i'm wishing lord that I was stoned." I mean, that is pretty much my ideal of a good sunday morning -- sleeping in late with the boy, having a greasy breakfast at a diner that is called by a one syllable man's name (though in MN that is most likely to be Sven's or Oley's), then spending the afternoon curled up snuggling and watching a movie, then having a beer or two. What an amazong afternoon and perhaps Iwillspend a Sunday a month or so from now. Thankfully camp is coming to a close and I am leaving in a few days. I am ecstatic about this, but am very much at the point where most of this purely seems like drudgery and it shouldn't be. I am going over to friends' house tonight for some wine drinking and movie watching which will hopefully improve a lot of this, at least for tonight. Hmm... I think I am increasingly boring. Perhaps I should develop (or express) more angst so that people would be more entertained or at the very least have the "whew, I am not as messed up as that person feeling." Either that, or I could recount more exciting adventures. However, I think the boy might mind that as we have a general non-disclosure about certain adventures rule. I think blogging about them (especially since I think I know everyone who reads this blog), would probably violate that. Anyway, I also don't want people to be too embarrassed reading it either. Maybe I could include more of what I have been obsessed with lately. 1. Northern Exposure. You know, the 1990s show with a variety of cool people in it and some of the best dialogue ever. For instance, Whenever there's a new moon looming on the on the horizon, I'll inevitably get a call from someone saying "Hey Chris, how about that sucker?" And I'll usually say something cordial like "Oh yeah, marvelous night for a moondance," or "I wonder what ol' Sun Young Moon is up to tonight." But knowing how we've been tossing and turning these past few nights for fear of where our dreams may be taking us, I'm not about to pretend that that man in that moon has our best interests at heart. No way. He's too much of a kidder. So until the big fellow packs his bags and hits the road, put away with those sharp utensils and stay close to your loved ones, if you're lucky enough to have any. I'll see you in the morning, folks, or in the moonlight, whichever comes first. In other words, I have been spending a lot of time at this site. 2. Pinky and the Brain (yes I know, I don't really like watching TV, but I do like talking about TV shows). I particularly enjoy the "Are you pondering what I'm pondering" questions. Yes, I realize this is not a terribly unique thing to like. Oh well. Still "Pinky, Are You Pondering What I'm Pondering? I think so Brain, but culottes have a tendency to ride up so" is pretty damn funny and if you don't think so.. well then I just feel bad for you. If you are awesome enough to find this funny, look at the PAYPWIP site. 3. Other people's blogs. These fall into certain categories. People I know like Katie and Baxter and  karlykauf4. My Cat Hates You. I can not explain the perfection of this site. You should go to it immediately and see Nermal who might be the cutest cat ever after my two kitties. Okay, I am done with the massive links. I am off to organize my palm pilot software. yes, i need to get out. n Current Music: Please Don't Tell Her-Big Head Todd & The Monsters-Beautiful World |
| Saturday, August 7th, 2004 | |
| 4:28 pm | okay this is going to be random I have gotten into this horrible habit where I can't sleep well one night and then the next day am just zonked and so I take a nap, which only makes me more tired, though that night I can not sleep again. pernicious cycle indeed. I am hoping this comes to a close since I get to sleep until 1pm tommorow and am trying to stop worrying abou the multitude of things that keep me up at night and then seem ridiculous in the morning. Five days from now I will be travelling back to the cities, and I am ecstatic. The boy and I have some plans to hit a B&B soon afterwards and bike ride and just generally be together. I have missed being together. I saw anchorman last night, and truly the funniest line ever is "go in peace baxter, you are a friend of the bears." This is made funnier by knowing a Baxter but would still be pretty fucking hilarious without that. Fruit leather is also one of the best creations ever -- all this wonderful fruitiness in the texture of a fruit roll-up, only it tastes real and is a bit thicker. Since the boy sent me a care package that included a lot of fruit leather, I have been eating a lot of it. I realized that I was loved when there was a bar of very good bittersweet dark chocolate in the care package. I know that the boy must have been very tempted to eat it and didn't, so I was happy. You may conclude that he probably bought a bar of chocolate for himself, and so including a bar in my package is not that much of an extraordinary act (or you may simply not care). On they contrary, anyone who has seen this boy eat knows that one bar of choclate would just be an appetizer, making my bar all the more appealing. I am somewhat impressed. Also somewhat jealous that he has been able to do these really cool long bike rides and I have been a sleepy, eating bad slug at camp. Soon enough. I started looking at recipies online today, trying to think of things to make. Now, I love complicated food -- I greatly enjoy cooking and have willingly made 12 course meals for fun. However, some of these recipies are ridiculous and nothing that I think anyone would eat for an entire meal. For instance, this tart with carmelized onions and tomatoes. Conceivably this could be very good. However, the entire tart was almost all carmelized onions, with tomatoes baked on top. The cheese or "filling" was minimal. Who wants to eat a tart shell full on essentially only carmelized onions? hmm. Some dishes however looked awesome, like a pasta with crumbled ricotta and marinated tomatoes. I am also looking forward to perfecting my pecan pie recipie. In honor of my southern heritage and because I truly love southern food like biscuits, veggies, cornsticks (better then cornbread I believe), fried green tomates (ohhh the crispy tart tomato saturated with good grease and with a cornmeal, salt, and pepper coating. Few things even compare. Picasso maybe), and various pies, I decided to make a pecan pie. So far I have found that 1 c sugar, 1/2 c light corn syrup, 1 1/2? c organic pecans, and a few shots of really good bourbon, pured into a 9in pie shell works best, though last time it was a bit too coated on the top and gooey on the bottom. This might be due to me using an 8 in pie shell of too much corn syrup. I also think toasting the pecans first might work better. Don't get me wrong, the pie was pretty good, though definately a bit heavy. Of course, it might be heavy because I put ben and jerry's vanilla on top of the pieces and they were still hot and it was oh so delicious and gooey and warm and droool. This gets me into something not random: the decision to no longer be vegan. Let me first explain my eating history. My family has not eaten "red meat" since I was 9 years old due to health reasons since everyone seems to have high blood pressure and keel over kinda early of heart attacks. So, we went along not eating red meat, etc until I got to college. The start of my sophmore year I started dating someone who was a strict veggie and I had experimented with being a full veggie and wanted to, so I became one. It was fairly miserable -- I lived on campus, our cafeteria was not veggie friendly, etc and I ended up eating a lot of tomato and cheese sandwiches. This wasn't bad, but I realized after awhile that I was doing it more to please the person I was with and that the literature was depressing. This was tied to a period of kinda militant feminism and these internal contradictions (porn is degrading to women...but porn turns me on...arghhh false consciousness), so I stopped being veggie then and played around with it off and on until the start of my senior year. At the start of my senior year, a lot of bad things happened and I was upset at myself and the world. I saw Howard Lyman speak (he is amazing btw) and felt like everything external to me was so impure and tainted, that I could make myself a better person and more ethical and almost pure by doing this. So, I jumped into being a vegan. Now, even if one entirely is pro-vegan, they will agree that the manner I went about this was well....idiotic. I didn't research any of the health needs and requirements and all, thinking that I knew enough about basic nutrition. So, two weeks later, at a tournament, I started fainting and feeling horrible at a tournament. I stopped eating veganly and saw my doctor who announced that due to how I had been eating and high stress, I had started having attacks of hyp?glycemia. This wasn't good, so I stopped being vegan. However, I felt really bad, since I had done a lot of eating and ethically agreed with veganism. While living in nashville, I was strictly vegan for about 6 months, and in mn I was vegan for a year straight. Then, several realizations occured to me. First, I loke food. I really like food and though I was a good vegan cook and ate at great vegan restaurants, I did not like what I was eating. I love meals that are a little bit of cheese, some good bread, and fruit. I love textures of creamy (and not tofu or whipped banana creamy but real fucking cream), I love cheese. Every day that I was vegan I craved cheese, sometimes horribly. Secondly, I realized it was not a life-long sustainable goal for me. After a year, I looked at myself and thought "could I never have brie for the rest of my life?" and the answer was definately no. Thirdly, I felt obsessive compulsive about food -- one could never just eat with enjoyment -- instead I had to wonder what was in everything and if there was a chance of trace amounts of egg or milk. I felt impolite going into people's homes and having to inquire about food that they had prepared for me as a guest, it was horrible to travel and not be able to enjoy food, and I felt like I constantly had to explain myself. Finally, I was just unhappy with it -- every day I wanted to eat differently and felt like a bad person for it. That was not something I was comfortable with. |
| 1:52 pm | wow been bored and taking online quizzes. I saw the "which demented care bear are you?" one, though of ms. kbk and had to take it. the results are too funny not to share  Bondage Bear |
| Monday, August 2nd, 2004 | |
| 7:04 pm | when i grow up... I am very very tired, but I have gotten a bunch done today in the random shit that builds up when one is out of town and I wake up thinking -- here are a million things i need to do, so i keepwaking up in the middle of the night. That kinda was horrible as I hadn't gone to bed until 3 am and have been up until 7:30 am. yuck. However, today has been great all around and I went through the terrifying process of emailing my advisor, who is brilliant, and feeling like a slacker. However,I have been reading a lot and getting work done for my paper and getting to read a lot of new works. I have actually been reading a lot of baxter's advisor's work and have been fairly blown away; it is amazing. I have also been reading a lot of Chantal Mouffe too and working on the agonist literature. So now that I have gotten this stuff done I am fully ready to go to sleep. |
| Saturday, July 31st, 2004 | |
| 11:17 pm | so i am done with the depressing journal entries I am sure the what two people reading this will be quite glad to hear that (if only because it might drive my readership down even more :) First, in honor of katie's recent blog, I have downloaded Jeff Buckley's Hallelejuah and am listening to it. I am very glad (though not as much as Baxter and Katie I am sure) that Katie is back in Buffalo and I am very very glad that they are visiting the cities a few weeks after I am back. However, I miss Katie a lot and wish that they lived in the cities. The boy asked me about future career choices and I said that I really liked the idea of teaching and coaching at blake long term. He asked about my ideal situation and I said it would be that both Katie and I coached at Blake together. I am pretty sure that would be a fairly unbeatable combination and would be the most fun thing I could imagine. We would also have the cutest squad room ever. I have pretty much decided that I learn a million things about both debate and passion every time I am around Katie and I miss her. Besides, my glowworm wants her sister back so that chloe and zoey can be glowy together. And a lonely glowworm is something that is too pathetic for words. The camp is going well and I will be home in less then two weeks and there will be this big meeting of everyone in the cities since it seems like evryone is either at home or visiting someone else there -- yay for the increased mac/whitman ties. I have this paper to write for Lisa this summer and am slightly freaking out about it. In part, its because I don't really feel terribly confident in my ability to spend 30 pages discussing difference and repitition and such. I believe it will be more on utilizing agonist claims to analyze Miranda Joseph's criticisms of the current trend towards community in democratic theory. I went and started looking at a lot of books and have really been enjoying Chantal Mouffe's work. I had read Laclau and Mouffe and some of her articles on feminist theories and democracy, but her books are damn good. I also gotta figure out a good case to suggest to the kiddies for next year that will be mn topical. Right now I am kinda a fan of election monitoring/demo promo and heg. Not that its a true argument, but its topical and big stick. Wallop. Time to work on playlists. I might post some here tommorow. Current Music: Hallelujah-Jeff Buckley-Grace |