Best substitution ever.

So, I’m grading papers from Soc 223’s final exams (Men and Women in Society). One woman is writing about the male fantasy presented in music videos and how all women shown are nymphomaniacs. Only she doesn’t use the word “nymphomaniacs.” She used “necrophiliacs.”

My day is made.

Too much travel.

Mostly so I can keep it straight myself, here’s a list of places I’m going to be through August:

June 30-July 7: Washington, DC
July 30-August 4: Boston, MA (with a trip on the 31st to MIT)
August 29-31: Seattle, WA

And I think I’m missing one in there somewhere.

It is the end of the semester. I have one of my seminar papers done, and am in good standing with finishing the other. Unfortunately, I sort of have to hold off on it, as it’s a quantitative paper, and we’re not learning the techniques I’m using until the last week of class. I can pick it up fast, but statistics and (quantitative) research methods are really something I have to be taught, I can’t just learn it by reading about them.

What else?

My gender and sport class is still torture. Earlier this month we actually made the instructor cry. So, instead of paying any attention at all, I’ve been writing bits and pieces in class. Maybe I’ll get around to typing it all up.

So, that’s really all I’ve got; except for the fact I’m on campus and really just… have no motivation to get work done. Not a whole lot of work to get done.

Ah, if only the mind was so easy to master.

Intellectually, I know there’s nothing to worry about.

But, man, feeling these aftershocks while I’m in my office. On the top floor (4th) of a building. Creepy. It makes my heart jump every time.

Problems with liquids.

All week I’ve been having issues with liquids; from the small ones (i.e., spilling drinks two or three times a day) to the big one (i.e., the car accident). It’s starting to wear on my nerves. Worse yet, since I had a nasty nightmare last night that I put the rental car into a river.

It does have me thinking more than a little about the idea of karma and Murphy’s law and what goes around comes around. The more bad things happen to me, the more I’m inclined to believe in karma, as strange as it sounds.

In other news, I probably will only be on a little this week. I have lots of errands to do in the beginning of the week — contract delivery — and the conference from Thursday through Sunday. Then the fun of figuring out what to do with my car.

I also finished this great book today: Territory by Emma Bull. It’s a retelling of Tombstone with magic. Pretty cool. I’d recommend it to people who like alternate histories.

Flooding strikes back.

So, I ended up in a flooded ditch tonight. Am fine, spending the night at a friend’s place because the roads to where I live are all flooded out. Unfortunately, the car is totaled. And my poor cat has to spend the night home alone.