Singing in the rain.

Singing in the rain.

I would like to dedicate the school project I just turned in to Girl Talk’s album “All Day”. I listened to it while constructing my presentation, while writing my paper, and while walking to and from one of my project’s subjects, the horticultural library in the botanical garden. It was a brisk walk through the pouring rain, and it was just what I needed. The music was blasting and the calves of my jeans were completely soaked and I was singing along as I hopped over puddles. This lovely place is tucked just inside the main entrance of the San Francisco Botanical Garden at Strybing Arboretum in Golden Gate Park. You can walk right in and use any of its resources that you like. The collection is primarily focused on horticulture and botany,...

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I needed that.

I needed that.

I am feeling a bit antsy about the end of the semester because I am so close to pulling it off. That is how I feel about it: I am going to pull this off. Like a bank heist, or a triple Lutz. Enrolling in an online graduate school program seemed like the sensible thing to do, but I realize now that I seriously overestimated the ability of current technologies to deliver what I considered an adequate academic setting. I am lucky to have met a few classmates whose commiseration and support have helped me readjust my expectations, and even luckier that I made a full-fledged friend. Speaking of luck, here is a nice fortune I received at dinner tonight: School will get easier, and in no time at all it will be done, and I will be moving forward, and any number of...

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on the eve

on the eve

Tomorrow, my classes officially start, although I have been obsessively checking Blackboard for the syllabi since I returned home from the on-campus orientation so there is no big reveal. We are sampling the white wine that will be served at our wedding reception which is in six weeks AAAAAHHHHH. Maybe we have had a little wine while waiting for the super homemade meatloaf to bake and the new potatoes to roast. FunkyPlaid is assembling and stuffing invitations. I am trying not to think of the million ways I can screw up my graduate school career. Because, you know, I am a positive thinker like that. Thanks for all of your votes of confidence. They are even more uplifting than this wine. But not by much!

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misanthrope

Hello there. I have made almost no NaNoWriMo progress, but still feel like writing, putting something down on the page, as it were, despite this not really being a page or even down. Lately I have felt so full of disappointment in human beings, myself included. It started with the rejection of my graduate school application. Granted, I submitted only one, and granted, the economy went and exploded, and granted, there are many reasons why this could have happened, but for a while I could only see a big fat FAIL when I looked at myself. I’m not used to doubting my brains, not because I think I am more intelligent than I am, but because I have always been good at assessing where I stand on the intelligence spectrum. So while I probably wasn’t rejected on...

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