Ich hat 8 jahre in Deustchland gewohnen. Warum spreche ich Deutsch nicht? Scheiße!!!


This blog is a space where I've given myself permission to express my thoughts as they come to me without the pressure to clean them up, or translate them for anyone's benefit; just my naked thinking showing up as text on screen. Sometimes it's funny, sometimes poignant, sometimes absurd; kinda like me.

Three things you need to keep in mind as you read my posts:

1.) I have extremely sexy eyebrows.
2.) I didn't handpick all of those videos to the right. I love Adam Curtis, and this was my YouTube compromise.
3.) I like semicolons; I think they're fun!

Sunday, September 7, 2008

My Weekend:

This needs to be recorded somewhere so that I can look back years from now and, with help, piece together where my sanity went.

So, this weekend? I went to a conference. Perhaps better said, I decided not to go to a conference because I had pressing deadlines that I may not meet, so I decided to stay. Then was told that the demands on my time would be reduced to accommodate my needs, so with an hour's notice I came home packed up my shit (by "shit" I mean most, but certainly not all of what I needed for weekend. Small things like a change of clothes escaped me... I had two pairs of pants though!) and hoped in a car to ride out for 5 hours.

Now, riding in a car for five hours isn't really a big deal, because you can just read the whole way there, so no time lost, right? Guess who suddenly developed reading-specific car sickness? WTF?!? Now? Really? Now? -sigh-

So, then I went to the conference, learned that there were still some expectations on my time that I didn't realize, including a "quick" dinner that stretched into 4 hours...

So, I managed to read and review 6 articles, write 15 pages of a paper, and I still have the energy to scan the 200 pages that we're discussing in seminar tomorrow morning (I managed to leave that book at home!)

Oh, and that book, the one on the chair next to me. I thought I would save money by checking it out from the library rather than buying it. Apparently, it has seen so little circulation over the last 50 years that it has mold growing up its pages.

Sometimes, all you can do is laugh.

Life is good.

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