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This morning was getting out of bed, despite the fact that the engineer decided to skip class with me. Of course, she wasn't doing it to do work, she was doing it to stay in a warm bed with me and make her own little four-day weekend (did I mention she doesn't have class Tuesdays? Bitch). I tried to work on the abstract for my paper, but my head was all fuzzy from being sick sick sick, so I crawled back into bed and slept until lunch. Then I went on Drew's radio show, and skipped my afternoon class. Awesome. I still didn't do my abstract, but I did get to talk on the air for an hour. I want a radio show. Cuz I have so much free time. But now I'm doing my abstract! By which I mean I have a (confusing) outline for my (already written but badly needing revision) paper and a page of my 2-3 page "extended abstract."
What abstract? I'm submitting my paper for last year's seminar on the medicalization of partner abuse to the Pacific Sociological Association's 2005 meeting. Thing is, this paper has been difficult for me from the beginning -- I didn't figure out what it was about until a few hours before I turned it in -- 48 hours late. I got a respectable grade, but a) I wanted a stellar one because b) I wanted to write a stellar paper. So here's my chance. If it's accepted, I'll have until the beginning of March to revise it, making it the work of art it should have been. Also, if I finish the fukcer very very soon, I can get to really studying for my history midterm, which I'm seriously afraid I will bomb. I've asked for an extension on account of being sick, but I'm pretty sure I won't get it. Then when I finish that I can make my damn costume. Oh, I should also figure out what exactly I'm going to talk about tomorrow at the panel we're doing called "What Does a Catholic Look Like?" It's all about having your identity and allegences challenged by others based on what they perceive to be conflicts in your beliefs or positions. We (the panelists) will be talking about our experiences in the Church and with feeling the need to explain ourselves to others, or having others ask it of us. It's from 8-9.30 in Dewey, if you're on/around the Smith campus, you should totally come. Awright.
Um, so I'm feeling a little bit of pressure right now. Please send warm thoughts and warm drinks my way.
What abstract? I'm submitting my paper for last year's seminar on the medicalization of partner abuse to the Pacific Sociological Association's 2005 meeting. Thing is, this paper has been difficult for me from the beginning -- I didn't figure out what it was about until a few hours before I turned it in -- 48 hours late. I got a respectable grade, but a) I wanted a stellar one because b) I wanted to write a stellar paper. So here's my chance. If it's accepted, I'll have until the beginning of March to revise it, making it the work of art it should have been. Also, if I finish the fukcer very very soon, I can get to really studying for my history midterm, which I'm seriously afraid I will bomb. I've asked for an extension on account of being sick, but I'm pretty sure I won't get it. Then when I finish that I can make my damn costume. Oh, I should also figure out what exactly I'm going to talk about tomorrow at the panel we're doing called "What Does a Catholic Look Like?" It's all about having your identity and allegences challenged by others based on what they perceive to be conflicts in your beliefs or positions. We (the panelists) will be talking about our experiences in the Church and with feeling the need to explain ourselves to others, or having others ask it of us. It's from 8-9.30 in Dewey, if you're on/around the Smith campus, you should totally come. Awright.
Um, so I'm feeling a little bit of pressure right now. Please send warm thoughts and warm drinks my way.
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