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Nov. 15th, 2002 12:04 ami stole the last of someone's butter to fix my squash. bad me. i'll have to make sure i have time to go to the store tomorrow and buy more to replace it.
i was reading wired_women, which talks about gender on the internet. several of the articles talk specifically about how women are sexually harassed or singled out for ridicule and the people women turn to for help brush it off as being "just words". now, i don't know if things have changed or if i just hang out in well behaved places, but i haven't encountered any of the harassment these articles talk about. then again, i've also been mistaken as male several times. i dunno, i figured shadowsong was too foofy a name to be considered masculine, but apparently not. :)
everyone i've talked to about their thesis so far says that the draft they turned in is nowhere near complete. it's not just unpolished, it is missing chunks. i feel better now. :) anyone spoiling the curve will obviously be an outlier. i figure as long as i put in notes explaining the gaps that abby will be satisfied. maybe i should just write in big letters, "yes, i know about issue x and that other people have written on this topic. i just don't have the books yet, or haven't read the books, or didn't have time to write down coherently what they said. it's a draft because it's incomplete, deal with it."
she probably wouldn't take that well, though.
i keep getting days and weeks ahead of myself... i thought next week was thanksgiving and that i had to go to work tomorrow - which would have meant that i had yet to call about when i was working on saturday, and i missed my chance to request the saturday after thanksgiving off. surprisingly, not all of my non-thesis-related deadlines are passing while i'm concentrating on my thesis. or not concentrating on my thesis, as the case may be.
i'm sure my dance teacher hates me by now. i woke up with the stomach ache i claimed to have on tuesday. ah, the joy of stress. hopefully her displeasure will be mitigated by the raft of dance reviews i fully intend to turn in any day now.
i have 8 orbis books to read, and some other stuff that's articles i have lying around somewhere, or articles i have yet to find. bleh. by the way, feedback on my thesis statement is welcomed. getting to kick someone in the groin would make me feel better. :) (that and it's easier to think when i can bounce thoughts off of someone else instead of just having them rattle around in my head.)
i was reading wired_women, which talks about gender on the internet. several of the articles talk specifically about how women are sexually harassed or singled out for ridicule and the people women turn to for help brush it off as being "just words". now, i don't know if things have changed or if i just hang out in well behaved places, but i haven't encountered any of the harassment these articles talk about. then again, i've also been mistaken as male several times. i dunno, i figured shadowsong was too foofy a name to be considered masculine, but apparently not. :)
everyone i've talked to about their thesis so far says that the draft they turned in is nowhere near complete. it's not just unpolished, it is missing chunks. i feel better now. :) anyone spoiling the curve will obviously be an outlier. i figure as long as i put in notes explaining the gaps that abby will be satisfied. maybe i should just write in big letters, "yes, i know about issue x and that other people have written on this topic. i just don't have the books yet, or haven't read the books, or didn't have time to write down coherently what they said. it's a draft because it's incomplete, deal with it."
she probably wouldn't take that well, though.
i keep getting days and weeks ahead of myself... i thought next week was thanksgiving and that i had to go to work tomorrow - which would have meant that i had yet to call about when i was working on saturday, and i missed my chance to request the saturday after thanksgiving off. surprisingly, not all of my non-thesis-related deadlines are passing while i'm concentrating on my thesis. or not concentrating on my thesis, as the case may be.
i'm sure my dance teacher hates me by now. i woke up with the stomach ache i claimed to have on tuesday. ah, the joy of stress. hopefully her displeasure will be mitigated by the raft of dance reviews i fully intend to turn in any day now.
i have 8 orbis books to read, and some other stuff that's articles i have lying around somewhere, or articles i have yet to find. bleh. by the way, feedback on my thesis statement is welcomed. getting to kick someone in the groin would make me feel better. :) (that and it's easier to think when i can bounce thoughts off of someone else instead of just having them rattle around in my head.)