I think grad school has finally completed its work on me. My sense of self and reality, my expectations, and my perspective on the world have been irrevocably altered. I am now at the point where I really believe that reading any less than an entire novel, plus more, in one day marks an unproductive day during which I wasted far too much of my time. I know that’s crazy. But some part of me, a very large part of me, doesn’t know that’s crazy.
Situationniste
Theory in Practice
Twitter- situationniste: @rwpickard most of the time i'm happy to be on facebook - but sometimes i feel like it owns my life and i just want to get out.
- situationniste: @agentflair Also, if you see a yoga class anywhere in #yyj taught by Darla, take it. She's the absolute best. She may have left town though.
- situationniste: @agentflair I did yoga at the downtown Y, and was a member there, when I lived closer to it. I'd totally recommend it.
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September 14, 2008 at 9:36 am |
When I was in Edmonton for work a couple of weeks ago, I was talking to one of the employees who’s currently doing her PhD in English (yeah, she’s working full time and doing her PhD. No, I don’t get it, either. She’s a sessional prof, too). Anyway, she said that every piece of information not related to nineteenth century London has been erased from her head. It’s a certain sort of madness, for sure.