tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53836392009-11-08T16:49:46.220-07:00The adventures of me, PhD. Musings on teaching, mental health, and some other stuff. Now with more profanity!Limon de Campohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00284047568014600985noreply@blogger.comBlogger602125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383639.post-48647065722070970022009-05-15T12:05:00.003-06:002009-05-15T15:11:07.220-06:00

It's Official: An Awkwardly Disconnected Blog PostI'm a crappy blogger. What's my glitch?I finished grades on time. They were not the best grades I've ever given, but I haven't received a single complaint and/or request to explain why absence of points led to failure. I read my course evals (against my better judgment) and they were good, proving that I have no sense of what the students are

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Oh No They Di-intIt is not a good day to be one of my students. I've NEVER had such low grades before in a senior-level class. Wow--apparently these kids did nothing all semester long. No longer they looked so bright-eyed.Coming Soon: A post titled "Why It's Not Good to Be Reading My Course Evaluations"

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Today's News in IdiocyIn an effort to strike through my list items on my last blog entry, I accidentally deleted the whole thing. Thanks, though, to lisa b for sending all of my to-do tasks to hell!

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Down for the CountNumber of class days left: 2 (!)Number of final exams to give/attend/cover for colleagues: 4Number of required fun events before the end of the month: 3 Number of optional fun events before the end of the month: 2Number of papers to grade: uncountable (there aren't enough numbers in the lexicon)Number of days til Awesome Man's birthday: 7 Number of parties to attend:

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AWOLThe only thing more unforgivable than not blogging for months at a time is not keeping up reading the blogs I like written by the people I like. Mea culpa. I hope you are all well.Finals are over in ten days and then I plan to do the following things:- Blog at least weekly- Read blogs at least weekly- Finish the revisions on my novel- Read books on my KindleI wrote it here, so I have to do it

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It's Not My Fault That I've Neglected This Blog...It's Pinkdog's fault! She forced me to join Facebook, and now all I do is update my status. Thanks PD.But I've done some stuff in the last month or so...* I saw Coraline--thought it was entertaining, but Awesome Man didn't like it all that much.* Read Outlander, a giant historical/fantasy/romance novel, at the behest of someone whose

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HodgepodgeThat's the one-word answer my mom used to give to me when I asked what was for supper and she wanted to let me know that she was going to clean out the fridge and feed me food that was probably sort of rotten and old. That's my blog post today.* I got the final edits on a Boring Scholarly Article that I submitted forever ago. All the edits are easy little changes--accept track changes

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Novel UpdateSo instead of getting my face up and running--as I promised--I've been working on more novel revisions, etc. I spoke with the agent yesterday, and her excitement about the project and effusive comments about the bright future for this novel made me excited about it again.The one problem with the manuscript? It needs more melodrama. More angst. More love. More romance. Somebody

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As PinkDog Says, So Shall It BeMy goal for today? To get a Facebook thingy. Whatever you call it. A face??? I'm getting a face today. Look for me. For my face.I think I'll put it in my real name, which most of you know. If you don't, and you want to, just let me know.

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BooksThe agent I've been talking to about my little book manuscript asked me to go steady.In other news, this back to school stuff is for the birds. It's cutting into my sit-and-stare-at-a-wall time.

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Fake Tenure and Promotion File?Done. Done. Done. Done.I hate doing a file for fake tenure and promotion.That is all.

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What a Waste of Trees (and My Time)I hate doing this stupid fake tenure and promotion file.I understand why I have to do it, and, in theory, it makes sense. In reality, it just seems kind of pointless. Also, it's really pissing me off. As I revisit all the aspects of my career, I'm finding myself pissed off (yet again) at that one student who said that one dumb thing in a course evaluation in

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Lunch Conversation"At the coffee shop, some guy tried to convert me.""Convert you or hit on you?""I'm not sure.""What did you do?""I gave him that horrible face you taught me how to do. He moved along and accosted some other woman who was too nice to say anything.""What did he say to her?""He said, 'What's your favorite story in the Old Testament?'""Mine is the one where the two kids get lost in

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I got the frickin' old maidI had a burrito lunch with my sister-in-law today. It's always a good day when I have a burrito. Plus, my SIL told me this funny story about her three-year-old daughter who got the game Old Maid for Christmas. Apparently my sweet little niece announced during game play that she had gotten the "frickin' old maid." We need Awesome Man to teach her his language.Speaking of

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Things I Do Not Recommend...Taking your grading with you on vacation. Crimony, that's a buzz kill. Every time I sat down to do something, I had to announce to anyone (and everyone) that I really should be doing my grades. Finally my dad told me to stop talking about doing the grading and actually do it. I spent about 500 hours yesterday parked in front of my parents' heat register grading. And

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Political DiscourseMy mom: Did you hear about Bristol Palin's boyfriend, Viper?Viper?? I might consider voting for someone named Viper the Boyfriend in 2012.(Or that'll be the name of my band. One or the other.)

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Remote BloggingAm in my very own bedroom at my parents' house. You might be wondering if I've finished my grading yet. The answer is A BIG FAT ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I'VE DONE FOUR. I MAY NOT ACTUALLY DO GRADES THIS YEAR. But thanks for asking me.Remember that I'm Dr. Submit-grades-as-soon-as-possible pants. To not have them submitted is making me feel quite off. Like something isn't right with the

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Buh-byeAm I done with grading?Hells no.Yeah, but am I close?Uh, no. Not even.Am I leaving town.Yeah. In a few hours.Will I finish my grading?Sure. About 30 seconds before grades are due next week. Technically on time, but late for me. I usually have my final grades finished in October. The new me, though, is all like, "Chill, amigos. I'll get to grades when I get to them. Peace out, bitches."(Omg

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The Semester Goes On and On and On...So technically my last final isn't until late next week. I changed it. And I sort of got into trouble. Sort of. This kinda irritates me. I do EVERYTHING I am supposed to do ALL THE TIME. Surely, making my final NOT happen on December 24 (practically) is not the worst thing anyone can imagine. But whatever. I changed it. Nothing can be done about it now.Even

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Put a Fork in MeI seriously do not want to go to class tonight. Or next week. And I certainly don't want to grade any papers. And I'm dreading the hours of appointments I have with students today. It's not the students; it's me. I just don't want to think about classes anymore. I've reached that point that I always reach at this time: I want to sing songs from The Sound of Music and give all the

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CaloriesAwesome Man has the Bodybugg. If you haven't heard of it, it's this little thing you wear that counts how many calories you burn. Then you enter all the calories you consume in this little computer program. The point, obviously, is to wind up with a particular calorie deficit. Step 2? Turn into Adonis. So far, it's working.The one problem with the Bodybugg is that AM spends hours a day

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Try Not to Be Jealous, PeopleI have tickets to the midnight showing of Twilight.I know, it's going to suck. I'm not sure I even want to go, but my sisters-in-law are going, and I promised to go with them. I really like the SILs, so I wouldn't want to be a party pooper. When one of them asked me to go to the midnight show--months ago--I thought it was going to be in December over holiday break. I

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We Need Internet. Stat.My internets are broken, which means Awesome Man and I can't work from home anymore. Broken internets could be kind of good for me because maybe now I can actually get some work done instead of answering e-mails all day long. I doubt it, though.In other news, I'm watching your shows for you, so I can tell Nielsen all about it. Someone asked how I was selected for this

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Lost ItI lost my blogging mojo. Don't know why. I just did. Maybe because I got distracted by all the election hoopla (and the subsequent excitement when Obama won). Also, I have to admit that I'm fascinated by all of the interviews with Sarah Palin that were done while she was making moose stew and moose wieners. Awesome.Other than election fun, there's been school, Required Fun Events, the

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Ribs for Our Pleasure*We went to their house for ribs and mojitos this weekend. Fun was had. And, let me tell you, if you haven't had the pleasure of eating these ribs, you should get yourself invited over there immediately. (We brokered a deal because Awesome Man makes excellent mojitos and says "fuck" a lot, which seems to please hosts in general.) Anyway, the following equation applies:ribs+

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