Tag: personal

Now that I’ve defended my dissertation and my parents are no longer staying with me and I actually have some free time again, I should arrange playdates – er, I mean, visits with all the people I haven’t seen in a while.

More specifically, I should invite people over so that I’m motivated to clean up my act… I mean, my apartment.

philosopherking1887:

I’m having a lot of feelings and I can’t stop reading/watching things that are semi-traumatic. I have a problem.

Good thing I’m seeing my therapist on Monday, I guess… but I don’t know how to tell her that I’m fucked up about a work of fanfiction, among other things.

I also want to write fanfiction, but my feelings and mushy brain are getting in the way. If I do manage to write anything, expect something completely random instead of updates to either of my partially posted WIPs.

I’m having a lot of feelings and I can’t stop reading/watching things that are semi-traumatic. I have a problem.

Good thing I’m seeing my therapist on Monday, I guess… but I don’t know how to tell her that I’m fucked up about a work of fanfiction, among other things.

You can now call me Dr. Phil

because I defended my dissertation on Tuesday. I don’t officially become a PhD until the university bigwigs put their stamp on it sometime in April, but I’ve now done everything *I* need to do.

The defense itself was a bit challenging because one of my official readers needed to Skype in and his microphone wasn’t working. So in order to ask questions he had to call my phone, and when I put it on speaker for everyone in the room to hear him we had to turn off the sound from the Skype connection to avoid godawful feedback noises. I swore a few times during the defense, which might have been a first, but I only swore about the technical problems, and I kept it to “shit” and “crap.”

Sorry I haven’t been answering asks or doing, like, anything for the past couple of days… my parents are here for my dissertation defense, which is on Tuesday, and I’ve had very little time to myself. Expect more nothing for the next 3 days, too…

Last week I was diagnosed with gastritis – kind of like acid reflux only temporary, caused by stress and (in my case) too much ibuprofen. So I’m on a low-acid diet for the time being, which doesn’t mean *no* wine, but does mean that I went shopping today for relatively low-acid wines. Got two old-vine Grenaches, one from southern France and the other (Garnacha, really) from northern Spain; I’m looking forward to comparing them! Also got an Alsatian Pinot Blanc, a Lirac (mostly Grenache Blanc), and a weird Spanish white blend (Viura, Malvasia, and Tempranillo Blanco).

I let nothing stand in the way of wine exploration, not even my fussy stomach.

philosopherking1887:

Men I went on a few dates with through OkCupid several years ago need to STOP MESSAGING ME out of the blue.

OH MY GOD WHY DID MY EX-BOYFRIEND WHO STOPPED TALKING TO ME 4 YEARS AGO JUST SEND ME HIS LONG END-OF-YEAR UPDATE EMAIL?? Did he just send it to everyone in his contacts? Probably not, because he sent it to my university email rather than my Gmail, which is what I always used to use to communicate with him.

THIS SHIT HAS GOT TO STOP.

philosopherking1887:

philosopherking1887:

It’s really annoying trying to work on long Tumblr posts or fanfiction while I’m home visiting my parents because my mother pokes her head into my room to ask what I’m working on. I could lie and say it’s a job application but I’m not good at lying… and when I say “nothing important” or “messing around on the internet” she gets really judgy and resentful that I’m not spending ALL my time socializing with family.

…and now I’m stuck watching an old episode of SNL because I can’t very well say “hey, I’d rather go attend to my fandom social media life.”

I swear, I’m going to have to start Tumbling and fic-writing in the dark behind my closed bedroom door when she thinks I’m asleep.