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Thursday, February 24, 2011
Feb. 24th, 2011 11:00 pmToday was the very emotionally draining day. I actually told my dad (on the phone since I was going to Bear’s for the weekend after a full school day) that I might not finish my PhD. I haven’t cared about it for a long time. I am going to give in an honest go for the next two month and actually work on it like I’m supposed to but I haven’t been motivated in a while. I really hated disappointing him but it was time to them him (and he could tell my mom, since I can always talk to him but my mom and I have a more contentious relationship).
I did have a productive day teaching. I wrote a description of Law class I might teach next fall and I graded the second essay for my history section 3. Then I went to teach my two classes. The students had to read Malcolm Gladwell’s “The Power of Context,” a chapter from his “Tipping Point” book. So we discussed whether environment and little things of context actually cause people to act and how much does inert personality actually matter.
After my office hours were over at 6pm I went to the train station to travel to Bear’s house. It was long trip, over three hours, although I had a break in the city between trains, where I had soup at Au Bon Pain. On the second train, which was very full, this gregarious older gentleman named Daniel, liked to talk to everyone and especially me since I was sitting next to him. He talked of his love of Beatles and his Dutch wife and was a bit kooky but in a nonthreatening way. I was reading my John Barrowman book, but it didn’t stop him. It was amusing at bit. At one point he showed me a few $2 bills, and I got one from him - I don’t know if it is real but for only two dollars, why not.
When I got to Bear’s house a dozen red roses were waiting for me as Bear and I postponed Valentine’s Day until this weekend. It made me all mushy since I was not expecting it. Bear and I just exchange cards and he gets me one rose, but this year he got me a whole bunch. I will have to separate them into two vases at home – 11 in one and one in the other (in Russian tradition you need an odd number of flowers, even numbers are for cemeteries).
On a random note, which really made my day and I really needed it - So Torchwood fandom is pretty active on ff.net – I got lovely reviews and a good number of them. And more hits in 10 hours than for any story I had up there so far for months. This is unusual for me and very nice.
I did have a productive day teaching. I wrote a description of Law class I might teach next fall and I graded the second essay for my history section 3. Then I went to teach my two classes. The students had to read Malcolm Gladwell’s “The Power of Context,” a chapter from his “Tipping Point” book. So we discussed whether environment and little things of context actually cause people to act and how much does inert personality actually matter.
After my office hours were over at 6pm I went to the train station to travel to Bear’s house. It was long trip, over three hours, although I had a break in the city between trains, where I had soup at Au Bon Pain. On the second train, which was very full, this gregarious older gentleman named Daniel, liked to talk to everyone and especially me since I was sitting next to him. He talked of his love of Beatles and his Dutch wife and was a bit kooky but in a nonthreatening way. I was reading my John Barrowman book, but it didn’t stop him. It was amusing at bit. At one point he showed me a few $2 bills, and I got one from him - I don’t know if it is real but for only two dollars, why not.
When I got to Bear’s house a dozen red roses were waiting for me as Bear and I postponed Valentine’s Day until this weekend. It made me all mushy since I was not expecting it. Bear and I just exchange cards and he gets me one rose, but this year he got me a whole bunch. I will have to separate them into two vases at home – 11 in one and one in the other (in Russian tradition you need an odd number of flowers, even numbers are for cemeteries).
On a random note, which really made my day and I really needed it - So Torchwood fandom is pretty active on ff.net – I got lovely reviews and a good number of them. And more hits in 10 hours than for any story I had up there so far for months. This is unusual for me and very nice.
