returning to regularly scheduled programming
The good news is I am, as of today, sufficiently recovered enough that,
even though I still have an annoying tendency to cough myself awake at all
hours of the night, I have so far not had an extreme,
burst-the-blood-vessels-in-my-face kind of coughing fit. So maybe now my skin
will recover and I'll lose this nasty mottled look I've been sporting for the
past two weeks.
The bad news is, I'm back at work as of today. Alas. My desk is awash in
papers and nonsense. Wayner likes to use my cubicle when he's here by
himself, but the man doesn' clean up after himself, so, two handfuls of
discarded staples later, I can now start on the work he's left for me.
I had a meeting this afternoon at Woody's with George, a social psychologist
with whom I'm going to be doing a tutorial on fandom and crowd actions. Very
interesting. He's keen on my topic and the idea behind my thesis, but he cast
some doubt on my choice of the Senators for field research. He raised some
interesting points, too, so I'll have to do some more thinking. Problem is,
I'm really stubborn, so I might just go ahead and do my own thing out of
spite. INteresting . . .
As far as school goes, I seem to be on schedule. After working out this
tutorial thing this afternoon, I have to set up only one more, and do the
readings and responses for this seminar I start next week. Then I'm set. I'm
pleased to say that I have already completed the first draft of my Ethics
Proposal. It took me all of forty-five minutes. Lots of cutting and pasting
from last year. Weehoo. Of course, it's even more impressive in that my
brain has felt like that frying pan egg on drugs for the past ten days. Yay
me.
As for the holidays, mine, save for New Year's, are officially over. I
started work today, and I start school again on Tuesday -- although, come to
think of it, I don't have class until Thursday, so there's a bonus. The
holidays themselves were relatively painless, although it might be that the
cold drugs kept me insulated. I wish I had slept more, but I've seen ALMOST
everyone that I needed to see. The rest I hope to see this weekend --
although with New Year's plans up in the air, this might be tricky. Too bad
the holidays are so short. It's not the presents I enjoy (although I got a
RIDICULOUSLY good haul this year -- courtesy of my brothers and boyfriend),
but the TIME OFF. I just wish I had more of it. Ah well. I suppose I can
sleep when I'm dead.
Posted by Ally at December 29, 2005 05:14 PM