Facebook is annoying in many, many ways. Not only do you have to put up with the so-in-love friend, the bragging friend, the friend-of-questionable-political-leanings, and the football enthusiast, there is the onslaught of memes and ecards that makes me contemplate defriending everyone on a weekly basis. Who would have guessed that Buddha could make me this aggressive? Read More My One Advice to Parents: Don’t Read!
As a blogger, I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about what kind of measures I want to use in order to determine how well I’m writing. Number of pageviews? Trackbacks? Comments? A few months ago I found myself getting so obsessive about my blog’s stats that I had to implement a procedure that would prevent me from looking at them. Since eliminating that evaluative criterium from my list, I moved on to fixating on comments. Specifically: what could I do in order to generate more of them?
Back in October, I was watching a movie, “Stuart, a Life Backwards.” It is a fantastic film about the life of Stuart Shorter, a homeless man in Cambridge. It is a real story and basically, Stuart is royally fucked up mentally because his childhood was as fucked up as a mouse refusing to eat cheese. Read More Surviving and Living
I’m engaged to be married next year, which is a fact I celebrate as Beyond Awesome, because I really love this dude. But to say that said occasion has spurred a fascinating new tailspin into the dubious world of self-doubt would be a massive, ugly understatement.
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I’ve spent the last few days in a funk. Maybe it’s the resurgence of winter following a brief taste of spring, or maybe it’s the idea that I am heading into the big time research stretch that will determine my Ph.D and career, or maybe it’s that I haven’t been getting enough chocolate cake lately. I don’t know. Whatever it is, it’s left me feeling slow and sluggish and a bit overwhelmed by this whole graduate school thing.