tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52905282024-03-13T05:24:41.444-05:00the place all those random thoughts that flit through my head each day go to dieUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290528.post-1088778900123400192004-07-02T09:35:00.000-05:002004-07-02T12:41:39.806-05:00

I'm a bitter bitter girl. A state I've found rather disconcerting over the past few months. I left the academy of my own accord, realizing that life inside of it was not compatible with I wanted out of life, and I'm a much happier person because of it. A funny thing happened when I left grad school: my insomnia departed, my TMJ disappeared, my frequent abdominal pain abated and I lost 20

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I feel like a superhero Just call me WORDGIRL I've written 25 pages in the last 2 days. Albeit, 25 won't-even-let-my-cat-see-them pages ---- but you know what--- I don't care. The drought is over, the rains have begun, and here's hoping monsoon season is just around the corner......

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A few weeks back I saw the LadyKillers. Worth the seven bucks simply for the diner scene. If I was the type who tagged all her emails with a pithy or thoughtful or simply odd quote, then I'd end them with this sage advice: "We must all have waffles forthwith.... and think" I would not, however, link said quote to either John Kerry's or GW's web page. Someone else obviously did,

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I mentioned recently reading Jasper Fforde's second novel Lost in a Good Book... One way Fforde's main character, Thursday Next, keeps track of the world's well being is by gauging coincidences. In the world of Thursday Next, too many coincidences = a glitch in the matrix and signals to Next that it's time to get out before the entrances disappear and the walls morph leaving her stranded miles

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I'm teaching myself how to knit. I must have some sort of residual knitting memory as I have vague notions of grammy handing me an awful olive color ball of yarn 25 or so years ago and trying to teach me. Best as I recall, her assessment was that my southpawedness prevented me from manipulating the yarn the way it needed to be manipulated to make the requisite stitches. This time around,

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It's not live from New York, but it is live:Books I've read this week:Work StuffPrinting and Society in Early America ed. by Joyce et al :collection of essays addressing early printing and book trade as a method of cultural transmissionThese Fiery Frenchified Dames by Branson: Women in revolutionary-era PhiladelphiaThe Life and Times of Martha Ramsay ed. by Gillespie: Ramsay's spiritual journal

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I might be coming late to this party but just finished reading homeless at NYU --the blog of the young man whose been living in the library most of the academic year . NYU has also been in the news lately as apparently both of the Olsen twins are members of next year's freshman class. interesting juxtaposition, no? Not to rain on Bobst boy's parade and be contrary just for the sake of being

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I weeded the flower beds this evening. I love playing in the dirt there's something therapeutic about it. We've worked hard on the landscaping the last couple of weeks and I finally got around to buying my annuals:petunias, cockscomb, flossflower, and a beautiful cascading plant with small blue flowers that I *think* is nolana. If so, it's considered a weed in some regions but I've discovered

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Here's what I think: A life well-lived is a creative life. I'm not talking about creativity as attached to a specific action like painting or writing or sewing or cooking, though I admit I *could* be talking about a type of creativity that for some people manifests itself in a particular activity. I'm moreso talking about creativity in general and about finding ways to infuse it into our

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Quick drive and just don't turn the car off: I'm thinkin I'll start posting again. I write better the more I write and I need to feel like I'm writing more, so I think I'll start posting again. Status Report: Lately I've found myself in the midst of an on-going love/hate relationship with "the box". Most days I hate it. I'm experienceing bouts of writer's frustration which have trickled down

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I found blogging as I was looking for an application that would allow my on-line students to dialogue with one another and I started blogging because I couldn't very well ask them to do something that I myself had so little experience with. But then I kept blogging. Why do bloggers blog? Why do I blog? and Why not to blog? I'm calling it quits for a while. Life is busy and until the move is

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new blogs on the blogroll there are a few-- most of them I found via the blogs I had already bolgrolled... yes I finally got around to perusing y'alls blogrolls, so thanks one and all for the links.

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Must Write: (and must not think too hard about doing it) I've got to re-write my teaching philosophy. Haven't revamped it since that first-semester pedagogy class eons ago. And now that I actually know what I'm doing you'd think it'd be an easy exercise. However, I'm experiencing one of those uber-frustrating catch 22's, because now that I know what I'm doing I'm more cognizant of how

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house to myself and I've begun watching some of those flicks i never got around to seeing Identity- predictable if you think about it too hard and pay too close attention as it goes, but overall an enjoyable suspense flick. Great for the upcoming ghouls eve. I like scary movies on halloween, not gory but scary. It's not hitchcock by any means but it would fit the bill. Amelie- remarkably

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one of those nights-- when nothing extraordinary occurs, but life is good. A collection of moments I can't help but savor as they happen. Those rare instances when time slows down and my awareness of self and surroundings heightens to an almost surreal level and the only possible thing I can say to explain what's happening is ... life is good. it's not an awakening or an epiphany or a

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we did it made a decision, made an offer, and now we have a contract... got the good-faith estimate from the lender and all for monthly payments $25 less than we're paying in rent now. . . woohoooo! I'm successfully getting excited about getting out of this sorry excuse for a town and moving on, it's the sheer amount of junk that needs to get done between now and then that leaves me

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lowbrow chow im just a movie nut-- sometimes i like the artsy, indie flicks. sometimes i'm partial to those brainless hollywood blockbusters or canned, formulaic comedies; then of course there's all those 80's classiscs. my DVD collection is growing to beyond epic proportions-- there is, however, a short list of those films that I can watch over and over-- the films I grade papers to, or

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moving sux and it's only going to get worse before it gets better. And as if moving wasn't enough there's this whole buy-a-house thing that's driving me batty. Yep, we're going back once again this weekend, but we're just about out of time and have to make a decision and make an offer. The problem is that there's just not anything we love (within our price range) but it just makes good

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here I go...(rant to follow: read at own peril) so i said to myself when I started blogging, "self, remember you're blogging about the other half of your brain, which in my case would be the non-academic, not-consumed-or-obsessed-about-work half. You are not to let discussions of that never-ending opus creep into this space." Right, i know--foohardy wasn't it. Some ill-fated attempt on my

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AND they wrote like girls... in case you were wondering, the concept behind gender genie -- that female writing is in essence quantifiably different from male writing-- isn't a new one. I don't have the time or energy "write" now to engage the qualitative questions that such quantitative differences might imply, but alas, those too are questions for the ages. todays texts all are about

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I write like a boy! Is it still the case in Junior High that the ultimate insult you can sling at one of your male buddies is "you [insert verb here] like a girl"? In any case it's official: According to gender genie (thanks unfogged for the link) I write like a boy. Blog posts, e-mails to friends, academic work, snippets of fiction... most of my prose is masculine in its character.

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The Blogroll... last week I went ahead and blogrolled all the public blogs I read on a regular basis. I'm a lurker by nature (usually don't pipe-up on listserves, rarely leave comments on sites) but set up the blogroll for two reasons: It's an easy way to let those folks whose blogs I enjoy know that, yep, I read them on a regular basis. Also, since none of us-- even the lurkers-- live in a

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and another useless post the insomnia continues.... yep I know it's not late yet but why should tonight be any different from the rest of the past two weeks. I'm stuck in this odd pattern of up reading 'till 3 or 4. Back up with D at 7:00 napping until 10 but then being so sluggish during the day that I get very little done. You'd think eventually I'd just exhaust myself. my brain,

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UP ALL NIGHT Yep I've been plagued by an odd bout of insomnia recently--odd in the fact that I can't identify what's causing it and usually I can at least pinpoint the problem (even if I have no solution).

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queer eye for the straight guy-- I'm enjoying watching the show. I think it offers a somewhat stilted and stereotypical picture of gay culture (which the series has chosen to accentuate by making Carson the centerpiece)as well as a fairly stereotypical presentation of the no-style straight guy. But I appreciate the fact that it's on the air at all. I have one major sticking point with the show

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