katekat: (AI_adam_rockstar)
My horoscope for this week:

LIBRA (Sept. 23-Oct. 22): In the weeks ahead, Libra, you're going to be
tested on your follow-through. People will want you to work harder on
what has previously come fairly easily. You will be pressured to make
good on your promises; you'll be asked to refine the details that are
central to the success of the good new ideas that are floating around. As
much as you might be tempted to slip away and fly off in pursuit of
things that are more fun, I encourage you to stick with the program. You
can't imagine how important it is for you to learn how to be a more
committed builder.

Couldn't be more germane if it tried!!

Ok, so first off, the conference went GREAT!!  But oh my god my brain hurt from the information overload!  You try sitting in on 4 panels a day, 4 people each panel, each presentation going for at least 20 minutes, sometimes on things you know a little about but sometimes not, mostly read in slightly monotone voices .... it was painful in all the best ways!

The Good, the YAY, and the OOOOO )

So, if all that was so great, why the horoscope... )
katekat: (angel - smile)
I made it alive!!  Got into Hartford last night at 11 pm and had to drive from there to New Haven because I bolluxed up my plane ticket (i knew i'd screwed it up, and that's what rental cars are for).  Not only was it in the dead of the night, it was raining!  Perfect way to introduce myself to east coast driving, right?  And the car rental lady thought she was doing me a favor by giving me an SUV type thing too.  I'm laughing about it this morning, and even last night I think I must've had a bit of a maniac grin clutching the steering wheel hoping no more big trucks would pass me.  Hey, the slow lane and me?  Got very well acquainted.

Did you know they don't put helpful little reflectors in the road for you out here?  They don't.  It was disconcerting.

Luckily I pulled up safe and sound to my girlfriend's girlfriend's apartment, on a tree filled street, got walked in and bedded down and other than being slightly cold slept straight on through this morning.  I assume tomorrow, when I have to actually be awake for my own presentation first thing, is going to be when I'm most tired. 

It's absolutely beautiful here - crisp and cool, and I'm wearing my winter jacket (that most people here would probably consider a fall jacket since they're used to snow - thank all the gods it's not snowing).  Not that I'm wearing it right now since I'm sitting in a free-trade coffee shop drinking a mocha worthy of the name (not too sweet, actual foam) waiting for registration to open for my conference.

I'm on pins and needles about presenting tomorrow - I have the paper done, but it could use some more editing.  I have so clearly in my head what I want to say about each piece, but definitely my power point will be getting some major revisions today so that it adequately reflects that. 

I want to take pictures, too, so I'll have to do that at some point and really be touristy - perhaps Sunday when I can take a deep breath?

I felt last night, as the road stretched in front of me, covered in water, that if I'd been with Neil when this was happening he would have been concerned for me -- funny that, because it's not exactly the feeling of missing him so much as missing having someone out there who i call to check in with who tells me to be careful.  So I called my mom when I got in which I think worked out pretty well for her and me. And I smiled at myself a little, because as much as it was a strange adventure in the dark of night, it was also just driving an hour in some rain. 

I can't stop smiling this morning either, and I don't think it's just the sleep dep./jet lag/what have you.  I think part of it is just that I'm here doing this thing called life.

It's kind of awesome.  I'll probably post more if I get bored at the conference, but if not, wish me luck!
katekat: (Default)
In the best kind of 'when it rains it pours' kind of scenario, last night my journal got discovered by [livejournal.com profile] ask_captianjack , [livejournal.com profile] ask_aboutcoffee , [livejournal.com profile] ask_arealdoctor , [livejournal.com profile] timeagency , [livejournal.com profile] gwen_e_cooper , [livejournal.com profile] ask_janet , [livejournal.com profile] ask_exterminate , and [livejournal.com profile] ask_adeaddoctor ... and you were all AWESOME.  I looked up after a quiet day of cleaning to find my inbox filled with comments.  That had all come in in the space of 10 minutes.  The deluge!

I only wish I could have played longer, but sadly had to leave for a dinner with the boyfriend's parents. 

But, I tried to make this offer in the comments and I'll make it again here - for any in the Askworld who would like to read my paper on it, I'm happy to share!  Just PM me with your email, because I would absolutely adore comments, feedback, thoughts, discussion.  The only reason why I'm not posting it publicly to my journal is that I do hope to publish it at some point, and it's easier to do that if I don't post publicly here first.

and now, for the restaurant reviews?

for tuesday at bacaro )

for thursday at cobras y matadors )

for friday at susan feniger's street )

And since then?  I've done absolutely nothing.  Ha.  It is really nice to finally be on vacation except for paper rewriting / reworking.
katekat: (Default)
by the way, did I mention that I'd finished for the semester?  Well I have!  *does dance of manic and exhausted joy*

I think I'll save the emotional and mental recap for another moment, or a different post, and just say for now that this has been, without a doubt, another end of the semester that seemed designed to run me through the emotional and mental ringer.  Never a dull moment, I tell you. 

That being said, I'm still having trouble standing looking at the computer screen - after having done it for so long that my eyes began to have flickers in the corner (and yes, i know that's not good, but it went away), i just have needed time away.

It's also been a marathon of another sort because Tuesday, after we did class presentations, we went and had dinner with each other for my comp lit class.  Which involved salty shared plates of food and wine and shouted conversation.  And then last night, i went and had a post-class-'i'm finished-let's-watch-a-movie-and-decompress-by-talking' hang out with friends from class, and then tonight had dinner with a couple of ladies that involved much more wine than planned but was welcome nonetheless.

But, as far as my social calendar, which has mostly involved dates with my computer with minor breaks including dog walks, it's like 0 to 60 as far as social interaction goes.  I'm still waiting for a day of decompression where I don't talk, don't think, and instead make pretty graphics that don't talk back to me.

I've been sort of following the author-anti-fanfiction-blah (only because [livejournal.com profile] dwg and [livejournal.com profile] seperis are both such fantastic posters and I am like addicted to both of them for their posts and their ability to retain their senses of humor) and each post makes me more annoyed - partially because these anti-fanfic authors simply don't GET what it is that fanfic writers are doing - which is really a deep engagement of LOVE for the work that they're fanficing.  What higher compliment can you get than that?  Oh, right, money.  I am so tired of money being the baseline measurement of success (like can you publish as an original author? can you make money doing what you do?  ok, then THAT is ok.  but if you don't make money?  if that doesn't even enter into it?  if you have no ambitions about publishing something but want to enjoy yourself? Outside of the monetary economy where an author writes words and you buy them?  OH THE HORROR!!  /rant. 

Sorry, get a couple of glasses in me and I am more than annoyed.  I almost want to find a list of all the authors who won't allow fanfic and start writing fanfic in their verses just to spite them all, but I am neither enough of a writer to do that or perverse enough to kick my own ass that bad.  But the temptation is there people, it is there.  Instead I'm going to try to catch up on all the events of your lives AND all the fic I missed while I was writing, play at [livejournal.com profile] summer_of_giles  (there's still time!!  and we're going to extend the deadline anyway, so SIGN UP IF YOU LOVE YOUR GILES!), and try to restrain myself from ranting at odd moments. Keep your fingers crossed.
katekat: (giles - soulful)
In the funny way that all life seems to mirror itself, my mom was at the California Democratic Convention this weekend (which happened to be in my town) discovering just how frustrating it is to be someone who is expected to show up and represent, but to not actually voice an opinion on the events (or to rubber stamp the Democratic platform as it stands in CA)...

In much the same way I went to a meeting this morning to talk with my grad advisor about the fact that there are no content-area specific classes (which means none on Asia) being offered in our department for fall, and I am supposed to somehow meekly rubber stamp this as being ok even though my funding actually requires that I take an area-specific class each semester. 

In even more painfully not-what-I-wanted-to-hear-on-a-monday-morning news, I should technically be taking lots of Japanese literature classes (even though our department only has one Japanese lit teacher and she's dual appointed to Comp Lit and is my adviser and there aren't enough students to *make* up an in Japanese language only Japanese lit class even if we wanted to have one, and I can't read Japanese well enough to take it even if there was such a course offered).  This from the graduate student adviser who is a classical Japanese professor who, while on most days is a nice guy who is just sort of repetitive, but who today I found frustrating in the extreme.

When I suggested that perhaps some of my MA courses might be considered to count for credit towards my degree (since I don't think we're going to be doubling the number of classes people are teaching anytime soon and so I kind of could use some creative ways to satisfy the requirements of my degree) he couldn't seem to understand that I was trying to think outside of the box -- the box being that my department doesn't offer the classes I need to finish my PhD.

I've already gone through the process of seeing a light at the end of the tunnel (just in case you're reading this and want to be reassuring - know that I'm past the "oh my god it's the end of the world what kind of a huge mistake did I make choosing this school i'm an idiot help" stage), and it could be worse.

These are my blessings:
  • My adviser actually knows the field Japanese science fiction and is excited for me to be writing on it and she's not an idiot and while she may have been consumed with her own crap this semester she IS a resource and I am not totally abandoned here
  • There are other faculty at my school that are not in our department who work on science fiction literature - it may not be Japanese but it's still sci fi.  And I am starting to know who they are.  (Now, if they were just offering classes this fall -- but hey, at least they're there)
  • I am funded.
  • There is another PhD student coming into the school in fall who is also interested in sci-fi / anime  and Japan, which will make two of us and I already like her and together we can start to constitute a class
  • I am not dumb, I am not without resources, and it will only be my second year at the school so it's not as if I have to be done with everything and perfect today (or even tomorrow)
These are the non-school-freakout related things that have made me happy today:
  • i aced my Kanji quiz, i got an A- on my Japanese speech from last week which is 3% of my grade, and i had already done my homework for today last week Thurs so I was totally prepared for class with no stress
  • i met a girlfriend for a quick lunch and she (since she's almost done with her Phd) basically told me that my fears are not abnormal but that it's not the end of the world
  • i have a boyfriend who is willing to tell me everything is going to be all right when i'm in the middle of a freakout
  • i found two articles that were AWESOME for my paper presentation tomorrow
  • i got to actually hang out with my mom this weekend because she was in town and we consumed a variety of food and had a great bunch of conversation and it was very very pleasing.
So, the sky has not fallen, the world has not ended, and I can do this.  Sometimes it just takes a little freaking out to feel more secure.
katekat: (b/g - in the library)
Anyone know anywhere I can get a primer on academic words? I don't know if it was simply that I've spent the last couple of nights up till 2 reading for my classes or what, but this afternoon it seemed like every word out of my professors mouth was a set of vocabulary that I still don't understand.  And my most horrifying secret:  even after using the following word in my own work (or variations of), i am still not precisely clear on what it means.

ontology.  ontological.  defined as:
The science or study of being; that department of metaphysics which relates to the being or essence of things, or to being in the abstract.
The branch of metaphysics concerned with the nature and relations of being.

So what does it mean to talk about an author who is trying to be ontological?  Or proposing a new ontology?  (ok, the second one I can do, but the first one?)

and since I'm looking up words, neologism:
a newly invented word or phrase / newly discovered term or meaning

We were talking about Philip Dick's The Man In The High Castle and William Gibson's Neuromancer, and while I'm certainly willing to get on the high horse right along with everyone who suggests we can't dismiss either one of these words as simply pulp novels not worth the paper they're printed on, the ability to deploy this kind of vocabulary?  I've lost it.  Sometimes I'm fairly certain that I'd never had it. 

Now, don't get me wrong.  I think one of the most fascinating things about cyberpunk is that it does cram a whole lot of new meanings into half recognizable words.  And frankly, now that I've looked up what neologism means, I'm willing to say they're creating them all the time.  But its as if I missed a class somewhere, where they handed out the sheet that contained all of this terminology. I can talk sign / signifier / referent, I can talk proletariat / bourgeois (at least to a certain degree), I can talk subject / Other..... why, then, do I feel like a babe in the woods everytime someone opens their mouths in this class?

Oh well, no time for worrying.  I have a Japanese test tomorrow instead.
katekat: (b/g - in the library)
I was at Transmedia, Hollywood: S/Telling the story conference today.  From 9 am - 9 pm.  And yep, this is sort of a vacation for me, so I felt a bit like a kid in a candy store.  The conference is an extension of the conferences that Henry Jenkins has been having over the years at MIT that is intentionally meant to be a fusion between media-industry professionals and academics so that, possibly, there can be some bridging of the gap between theory and practice.  Interestingly, because the conference was in the cinema school a lot of the industry people assumed that a lot of the audience was part of the cinema school as well (which I can assure you, wasn't the case - they were from all different kinds of disciplines, my own being one of them).

my take on most of the day - there is still a ton of room to grow across that 'gap' between industry and academia )

other random tidbits )
katekat: (buffy - pirate sword)
This morning I met with the professor in communications that is teaching the class on fandom I'm auditing and he thinks that the paper I wrote for him last semester is pretty much READY FOR FUCKING SUBMISSION to media journals right now. 

And since he's on the board of all three of the journals he suggested I should publish in, he should know.

AND he almost thinks I have enough material (in terms of what I wasn't able to cover in the article, but still want to talk about) to make this thing into a book project.  AND even if I don't do it via my dissertation work, he's willing to advise me just through office hours and crap to work on it an other projects I want to do JUST BECAUSE. 

AND he's going to write me recommendations for summer school (since i'm applying so fucking late they're due by friday) and he said "i can certainly praise you with glowing words" as if it would be EASY.

those on the academic filter will know who i'm speaking of, because, you know, I tend to overuse caps when I talk about my work that I turn into this guy, but my joy is too much to be contained under lock.

maybe I really am cut out for this stuff.  Now all I need to do is get the time to get ahead in my reading so I can re-edit this paper that I wrote last semester so I can send it to him so he can tell me if I should reedit more, and *then* make time to work on the paper about Torchwood that I really really really have wanted to write since I heard about [livejournal.com profile] ask_captianjack
katekat: (xander - pretty man)
I do.  I've been doing it.  Yesterday I had a great day with my boyfriend - we went out to breakfast, got caught in the serious downpour and decided not to go to a museum but instead to curl up on the couch and watch a movie (which we did).  But then I had to pay for my sins of fun.  And pay.  And pay. 

Which meant reading the first half of Frederick Jameson's A Singular Modernity in a night.  And then reading Tani Barlow's Introduction on Colonial Modernity.  Then writing a response paper, doing Japanese homework, studying for a dialogue check, writing out all of my notes and discussion questions for my class this afternoon, picking up coffee, taking the dog on a walk, making sure the plastic bag we have covering our back door was properly arranged as I left the house so that we can minimize the leaks in the office. 

Then Japanese, then doing a little more prep for theory, then class, then home to make dinner, and do more Japanese homework, and read Hiroshima Mon Amour and two articles pertaining to it (one of which actually has the title Excription/Antigraphy --- and if you can guess what either of those terms mean I'll make you a shiny graphic this weekend).  AND even though I was bad and didn't taken exhaustive notes on either piece, I'm stick-a-fork-in-me-done.

It's been a busy 24 hours.

I'm mostly making this post to remind anyone who hasn't seen my shameless plugs for it earlier, but [livejournal.com profile] help_haiti 's bidding closes tomorrow.  Even if you don't want graphics from me, there are a million other people offering magnificient and wonderful things, and if you have a few spare dollars they can use it.  And if you *are* interested in graphics from me, I still have two entirely open spots (because I said I'd take top 5 bidders), so you can have a katekat graphic of your very own for a donation to the approved charity of your choice for $5.  Just leave a comment here before 12 noon Eastern Standard Time Wed, June 20.

*falls down* sweet dreams all. 
katekat: (_against the wall)
the schoolish update )

which reminds me - I've made some new friends in the last couple of weeks - if you guys want to be on my academic filter, which is basically me wittering, plus article summaries/notes, and the occasional rough draft of a paper, here's a poll for you! Or, if you're currently on it and would like to be removed ... let me know! If you don't answer don't worry, I won't drop people off unless they explicitly ask.

[Poll #1512157]

a word on Japanese action movies - Shinobi: Heart Under Blade )

a couple of thoughts on Haiti news coverage )

and finally, a quick reminder / pimp (click the banner for my thread):

I'm offering stuff to the 5 highest bidders, and only have 3 bids (from awesome people) right now, so if you've got a spare $5 you too can have the graphic you desire
katekat: (b/g - in the library)
I should probably wait until tomorrow, when I have my first class with my advisor, so I can give a complete report, but I'm having such a good day that I don't want to wait.

I am obnoxiously happy to be back in class.  I'm auditing a media class that I will probably be way too in love with because it's on fandom, my Japanese class feels like it's old home week because half of the people from my last semester of Japanese are also taking it (and most of them are the ones I liked), and I am frighteningly pleased at my theory class (that happened today) because the professor is awesome - the best combination of incredibly knowledgeable, totally approachable, and very very smart.  And she remembers things (of course that's dangerous because I'll have to remember what I say too).  Anyway, class was fantastic this evening, even if it did get moved from 2-5 pm to 4-7.   Someone told me they were amazed at my glee for school, but really, it's because this is it for me.  This is what I love.  Yes I'll complain about it, particularly via mid terms and finals and the rest.  But at the beginning of every semester, when reading is fresh and it seems like the future is simply littered with amazing things to read and brilliant people to talk to about them, I revel a little bit. 


Dec. 13th, 2009 11:20 pm
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That wasn't painful until the very end, when I did the final read-through and felt like every sentence had turned to shit.  Since I had D. read through it and she assures me it's not shit, so ... I emailed it.  Bombs away.

now I'm all hyped up on coffee with noplace to go
katekat: (Default)
so much for trying to post more often in the month of November. 

The weekend was a little busier than most - dog park with Neil and my absolutely adorable puppy (who is not a puppy, but whatever) on Saturday and the Derby Dolls of LA with Maija on Sunday.  )

One of the best parts of this week has been corrupting [livejournal.com profile] elizabuffy over to the dark side of American Idol!  Now I have someone to share the joy with, and she agrees that Adam is a pretty awesome sparkly unicorn prince.  I realized I'm definitely a fangirl now because I listened to his album last night and ... deep breath, I can admit this really I can... I liked some of the tracks.  Oh sparkly unicorn prince.  You glittered your way into my ears.

I can't tell if I'm working on a cold or having a severe allergy attack for a couple of days, but either way since Monday my head has been fuzzy, my eyes a little gravely/burning, my chest half-congested, and I've been moderately tired.  It makes gathering the mental energies a very difficult thing.  Except, apparently, for my new media class, where even if I'm not all there I will still manage to dominate the conversation like a loon -- I guess I feel that more is at stake there than in my other classes.  More fun too though.

On the work front I'm heading into the end, and not really quite finding the sense of urgency I need to take care of everything.  So I have this film that I need to watch for my film paper, and some research to do, and an entire new media paper to write, and .... yeah.  Japanese continues to be exactly as it has been - little difficult, mostly entertaining, and definitely no cake walk.  This week is a little annoying as we're doing 'how to order things in restaurants' and so the entire class we talk about food.  It's a good thing I generally have lunch right after.
katekat: (_nihon_prayers)
Kaja Silverman was giving a talk introducing her new book yesterday and she reminded me of some of the essentials of scholarship (even though I'm not sure if she intended to):
  • love the texts you're working on
  • if you do what you do will have meaning
  • don't forget the theory; and Freud may have gotten everything wrong but he's useful
I first read her Subject of Semiotics in Earl Jackson's Theory 101 class at Santa Cruz.  I'd failed the Theory 101 class I'd taken the quarter before and I thought I hated theory.  Then we read this book, along with Earl's warning that we weren't going to understand anything we read until at least a week after we read it -- but that we needed to do the reading anyway.  That, and the talking we did in the class that I often felt was over my head but ... just over it, so I could kind of reach that level sometimes, made me realize that I kind of love theory.  I love the idea that someone out there wants to talk about meaning, and that there are different ways to figure it out, different guides, different scaffolds.  And we're all operating under those scaffolds anyway, so we may as well know about 'em.

(ok, that's probably the subject of a much longer post, because it's a gut feeling and something I have a little trouble articulating, but the basic premise is that honestly? we all employ theory all the time to make most of our judgements, we just pretend we don't).

And today I am beginning to freak out for intellectual reasons.  The new school is a great environment, and I'm getting to work with someone whose work totally excites me, but on the other hand I'm feeling a little lost at this moment in time.  I have two 20-page papers due in a couple of weeks and I have absolutely NO idea what it is I want to write for either of them.  Some vague notion of new media in Japan, and some vague idea about post-war Japanese film and that's all I've got. 

On the way home I realized that part of my trouble is that I'm not speaking intellectually to anyone in my field right now.  Oh, the girls in my cohort are nice, but they're all in slightly different areas (hello classical Chinese linguistics, do you care about my stuff? do i care about yours? not for paper writing/discussion).  I've got to try tomorrow to meet with my advisor and figure out what direction I'm taking this semester.  It's overdue, and I think I let the fact that she and I are not getting along like houses on fire sort of distract me.  Just because we don't get each other doesn't mean I shouldn't talk with her about these things.

I know.  *hangs head* figuring out this whole business seems like it's long overdue.  I can't believe the semester is done in like two weeks.
katekat: (Default)
It was just last week and I kept meaning to post something then, and now it's already the next week and here I am on Saturday again thinking .... oh, i'll just post later.

This is not conductive to actually filling a livejournal with content.

So here, a couple of the highlights of the last two weeks:

you thought I was a new media kid? well no more computer for me )

It was our friend Maija's birthday on Sat )

apparently the federal government doesn't like people like me )

I just read 200 pages of Chinese Art History and I'm not any more enlightened than when i started )

However, tonight is another birthday celebration )

Happy Saturday night lovely ones.  I hope everyone else is having a beautiful weekend of some sort or another!
katekat: (_hot boy kiss)
From Corey Doctrow's Little Brother

More journalists asked questions. Some were sympathetic, some were hostile. When I got tired, I handed my keyboard to Ange and let her be M1k3y for a while. It didn't really feel like M1k3y and me were the same person anymore anyway. M1k3y was the kind of kid who talked to international journalists and inspired a movement. Marcus got suspended from school and fought with his dad and wondered if he was good enough for his kick-ass girlfriend.

Angry Teacher video (caught on a cell phone)

A vid made by one of the women in our class (from high school) drug free america

from Cory Doctorow's book, w1n5t0n's Instructables

ALA.org's list of 2009 Best Children's books (including Little Brother)

Did you know you can measure hope?  there are like a million ways to measure hope that have been academically agreed upon.  You can even google scholar them.
katekat: (xander - excited)
i got my first comment on a paper written for a professor at New University!
Anyway, thanks for a smart, thoughtful response paper. I really enjoyed reading it.
katekat: (Default)
I think I'm going to be attempting to write up my thoughts on articles for my classes on my LJ.  I'm thinking I may filter it just so that not everyone gets blasted with my occasional opinions and borderline incoherency.  Right now I'm going to keep this on LJ although I have been considering starting an academic blog for a long time to keep things separate.

ANYWAY, all this was a long thing to say - Anybody want to be on an academic filter?  Opt in here!

[Poll #1452113]
katekat: (_against the wall)
hello work!  I didn't miss you.  I spent most of the day alternating between getting my self in order (laundry, how I hate you), and reading all the wrong passages in Edward Said's Orientalism.  Which, really, if you do area studies of any kind or anything having to do with the West's fascination with and study of the 'East' you should read.

Then, after spending 3 hours reading the forward, the end, and the afterward, I discovered that I was supposed to only read chapter one.  Guess I've forgotten the simple instructions - read the syllabus.

I did, however, break to go to a department mixer thing, where I discovered that there are lots of MA students doing International Relations (which I find just about as interesting as watching rocks turn into sand), and one woman who is doing Art history who used to work at LACMA.  That is a cool job if I've ever heard of one.  Maybe I should do art history?  too late now.

That being said I'm pretty buried with things not yet done (hello Japanese, hello reading for New Media Literacies, hello response papers for all three classes), and it's Neil's birthday this weekend so we'll see how that all works out. 

So I guess this is the obligatory 'i think i will be buried under a  rock for the forseeable future' post (which is usually followed by a graphics post because I freak out about the overload and retreat into pretty pictures, but I haven't started yet, so that may be a week or so out, we'll see).  I love you guys.  Even if I'm not responding to your posts.
katekat: (b/g - in the library)
Japanese is great, don't get me wrong, but I love love love love being a frigging graduate student.  Learning grammar and kanji is a means to an end.

This afternoon was not that.  It was a class I'm hoping to get into, taught by the guy who does most of the fan-culture stuff in the US. And although the class is actually on new media in the classroom (which is a little off topic for the things I'd really like to talk bout, which is more new textual production, the spread of texts across platform, and fandom), we did actually get into really interesting stuff (of course none of it is stuff I can remember exactly at the moment - I really have to get better about that).

Basically he started us off with some vids produced by students, educators and places like PBS talking about new media (ie: technology from blogs to facebook to video cameras to legos) and asked us to respond/discuss what seemed to shape the discourse of each piece.

GAH SO MUCH FUN.  Give me a text and a conversation to analyze it in!

Bonus was that I sat next to a 3rd year phd psych student who was absolutely hilarously awesome (and who had taken the prof's classes before, so knew the drill and the discourse) and who befriended me as we stepped out of class.

Here's hoping tomorrow can measure up.  OH, and that I can actually get into that class - apparently my school limits the number of grad students per class to less than 18 (which I suppose makes sense, but ... i want to be there damnit!)

now however, i'm a little bit head clogged, so hopefully i'm not getting sick with something. gah.  i don't like this feeling ookie a couple of days every couple of days.  smog, is that you trying to tell me something?

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