Personal

SO people, well my friends anyways, are bugged that I stopped writing highly expository posts about my state of mind.

Here are two possible reasons for their displeasure.

#1 / My personal angst and confusion they regard as stellar reading material and an excellent diversion from their no less demanding and exciting lives and livelihoods.

#2/ Now that I am no longer an exhibitionist about my personal life online, I actually take up more time calling them up on the telephone and whining about more or less the same stuff I used to write about - except now I use proper names and swear more. Those phone calls have gotta get stressful especially as now, when I am usually sitting around with le petit cellulaire pasted to my ear screeching about some new school or work catastrophe.

I just realized I used the lyrics to "if you're happy and you know it" twice in titles in as many weeks - snap.

I think I have to go to the university writing centre and take a grammar
course, which is pathetic. This is the burden of an alternative education I was reading Dostoevsky at 12 but I have no idea where, a, comma should go.

Anyways I promise no more "If you're anythings.." for a while just real titles.

Okay, I have to get out of here they're playing Bob Dylan and I want to not get a migraine tonight.

I went to this conference over the week-end

Trials and tribulations of Internet Research

Favorite speakers included:

Negotiating Roles: Researching MMORPG’ s -Marinka Copier from the university of utrecht who studies WoW and teaches an entire masters course in-game. She was wicked, and had a really nice way of looking at her practice as wholistically tied to her work as an academic, and by practice here I am referring to her gaming. I am going to email her a bunch so I can apply to do a summer study program at UU. Add it to the list.

"we veiled our own names under those of Currer, Ellis and Acton Bell; the ambigious choice being dictated by a sort of conscientious scruple at assuming Christian names positively masculine, while we did not like to declare ourselves women, because - without at that time suspecting that our mode of writing was not what is called "feminine" - we had a vague impression that authoresses are liable to be looked on with prejudice; we had noticed how critics sometimes use for their chastisement the weapon of personality, and for their reward, a flattery which is not true praise."

Currer Bell (Charlotte Bronte)