Thursday, September 30, 2010

late night (early morning) ruminations. . .

words i overuse when lecturing:
conception, conceptualize, conceptualization

i'd rather buy a new printer than a new ink cartridge.

when i was a kid i thought "anon." was a really well quoted man/woman.

marbury v. madison (1803). yea, i get the significance (judicial review) but the actual details, ARE YOU KIDDING ME? so a letter didnt get delivered. is this really going to determine whether or not i succeed as a first-year american government professor? get a LIFE marbury, you blew it.

that's enough, lifehouse.

i know that disney is just another corporation, teaching our young girls that only princes/john smith can save us, and apparently slipping phallic images onto the covers of their videos/dvds, but man, it really is the happiest place on earth. the air smells like sugar and fireworks.

xoxo gg

Friday, September 24, 2010

learn from my mistakes.

a lot of people REALLY hate when their friends mistake "there," "their" and "they're." whereas i hate people that hate that mistake cos if theyre still making that mistake over the age of 18 theyre not my friend. so its not really an issue for me.

but please dont confuse me for a grammaticary elitist (real thing, yo!). in fact, if i have conveyed anything in my last post its that i need to hire a personal editor.

but cut me some slack. these arent typos i am making in a facebook post (though im sure i have loads of those). these are mistakes found in my dissertation...which is over 100 pages, that have been written over the course of an entire year. it can be difficult to stay consistent over the course of an entire year. if youll remember from two posts ago, i had 4 different boyfriends in the span of the last year. INDEED if there is anything i have learned about myself lately its that i am not consistent...which is potentially a consistency?

with that, you should learn from my mistakes. here are some of them:

its "home in." not hone. you hone a knife. you "home in" on something when you want to concentrate more closely.

whereas. one word, all the time. seems simple, but if you speak in your mind as you type, a lot of the time it can come out on the screen as two words. dissertation advisors HATE that.

thus (comma). if youre going to say thus, say it right. with a comma. one time, to save some minutes, i finished a psych paper and used the "find and replace" tool in word. fine, you can do that. but not if the paper is on the effect of emotions SUCH AS enTHUSiasm on political behavior. COS, WELL, then you'll have your professors scratching their heads when they read "enthus,iasm".

aforementioned, heretofore, and therefore will make academics regret ever letting you into their field. so just dont do it.

and, last, its "LAST." not "lastly." dont say lastly.

k, i hope you can learn from my mistakes. as for the bigger mistakes in life, im on a mission to make fewer of those, too.

xoxo gossipgirl

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

whine

its a really nice day today in la.

but, like, inside my head its nothing but cah-ray-zeeeee.

first, look at me. its 5pm, and i have huge circles under my eyes. and i never get circles. i have good genes, remember?!?




the craziness began when i got an email from my dissertation advisor (whom you all know from reading this blog i love and adore--different languages = different words). BUT it was an untimely incredibly thorough review of my dissertation. bc he is brilliant and as we say, WWBBD, the comments were entirely relevant. but i was ready to take a break from my diss. and maybe even be entirely finished! alas, NO WAY, mere.

i thought today i would write the book review for a politics journal for a new book on personality and politics. the review is due in a week and i havent started the book yet. so that is semi stressing me out.

then my other diss advisor is writing my letters of rec bc all the while i am still applying for tenure track political science faculty jobs, and need to get applications out by september 30th. so he is asking for my CV etc, to (hopefully) write me a good letter, and i get, in my email, an edited version of my CV! ha. turns out everything i do needs to be edited. forever. and non stop.

and tomorrow i have three classes to prepare for. monday was a weak day, so i need to be a bit more prepared for tomorrow, but turns out all i can do is whine about all this stuff, and subsequently do nothing about any of it.

so the highlight of my day was at the gas station where a homeless man came up to me and said:

like wine, you fine.

thanks, dude. i needed that.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

anniversary 1 rant stream of consciousness

this month marks the one year anniversary of my blog, snappppp.



i dont think it would be a huuuuge exaggeration to say its been one of the most difficult, and yet BEST september to september years. im exceptionally happy today, and with the past 12 months. that feels excellent to say (did you notice all the big "e" words??).

in just the past year i have been to D.C. twice to present nano and then later my dissertation, hung out in toronto and SF with other political scientists, worked on handfuls of articles, been rejected by 2 academic journals, given one "best conference paper" award, been interviewed by 3 exceptional colleges for prof jobs, written a dissertation (thats a book, folks), took an excursion to SB with ma' crew for one incredible graduation celebration, moved twice, broken up four times, and crashed one car. ive gotten 2 speeding tickets, made tens of parking violations, made hundreds of friends, and added at least 12 ugly doll to my collection. YES IT HAS BEEN A BUSY, BUT GOOD YEAR.

here is to another exceptionally excellent and exciting one.

Friday, September 10, 2010

three ridiculous things

(1) wheel of fortune.

do the contestants think vanna is deaf? "E!!! CAN I BUY AN E!!?!!" x 1248000 decibels.
losers.

(2) bachelor pad

its like lord of the flies, but good looking adults. and death = ride home in a limo.

(3) this kid

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

m.y.l.o.v.e.

i think this is a nice song.


This is how it works
It feels a little worse
Than when we drove our hearse
Right through that screaming crowd

While laughing up a storm
Until we were just bone
Until it got so warm
That none of us could sleep

And all the styrofoam
Began to melt away
We tried to find some worms
To aid in the decay

But none of them were home
Inside their catacomb
A million ancient bees
Began to sting our knees

While we were on our knees
Praying that disease
Would leave the ones we love
And never come again

On the radio
We heard November Rain
That solo's really long
But it's a pretty song
We listened to it twice
'Cause the DJ was asleep

This is how it works
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't

You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath

No, this is how it works
You peer inside yourself
You take the things you like
And try to love the things you took

And then you take that love you made
And stick it into some
Someone else's heart
Pumping someone else's blood

And walking arm in arm
You hope it don't get harmed
But even if it does
You'll just do it all again

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

day one



today is/was my first day on campus.

parking available. VICTORY.

admin asst is *not nice* when i walk in...

"can i help you?" (that doesnt sound so bad when i type it...)
"im the new hire meredith"
"oh!!! im sorry, you looked like a student!"
VICTORY!?

my office phone DOES NOT have speaker phone. wtf?! how am i suppose to multi task?

this copy room is a gold mine! i am considering printing out syllabi on photo paper. FTW!

tbc...