. . . . . entries for 29.11.09 . . . . .
Sunstein is so prolific a researcher it is crazy.
I am a little tempted to incorporate the phrase "self-interest rightly understood" into my facebook profile somewhere. A little.
Yearg, this paper, and all the time I don't have, and all the things I want that can't go on a Christmas list.
. . . . . entries for 23.11.09 . . . . .
- although, to be fair, these scientists clearly need lessons in how to deal with policy issues.
Climategate. Jesus H. Christ, some blackhat with access to a Russian server has warped so much. I wonder what for. I wonder if they believe it was the right thing to do.
I almost wish someone would leak an email exchange between skeptic scientists or pundits - or, hell, an unrelated group of non-climate scientists talking about *their* research - to contextualize this. Science does not magically coalesce out of the ether, as if delivered from God. Science is what scientists - humans - do. If you believe that the details of delivery in *any* paper are independent from the author's pet theory and/or politics, you have missed the empirical boat.
(or, echoing the august wisdom of conservative SiS co-president Mr. Wei, be aware of biases in *all* cases)
If this comes up at Thanksgiving, there will be no replying to it without sniping and seething.
. . . . . entries for 22.11.09 . . . . .
I have found these past few days uncommonly depressing. Today was not particularly of help in this respect.
. . . . . entries for 20.11.09 . . . . .
Man, I don't mean to be a passive-aggressive ass - the readership of this blog is so limited I don't know if there's much aggression in this - but some people. You know? Some people. I don't know how I talk civilly with them much of the time. Sometimes, like now, they leave me mostly speechless.
. . . . . entries for 17.11.09 . . . . .
Relatedly: Wer hat in meinem Kopf geschaut und dich aus meinem Traum gebaut?
1. I am, again, Not Worried Enough about the paper I am writing.
2. I did quite well on my first JP.
3. I think Farin Urlaub should make reggae music all the time.
4. Except, I guess, when he's making rock music.
5. Sometimes.
. . . . . entries for 15.11.09 . . . . .
I have a Quite Interesting Idea for my next creative writing story, but I should maybe not write it and stick with my original vague plan of "something inside the beltway." But what inside the beltway, I wonder? I do not think these two ideas are compatible, although an attempt to work them into each other would be . . . interesting.
. . . . . entries for 14.11.09 . . . . .
I am back on facebook, so my blog will probably resume being Quite Very Neglected. Sorry, blog. :(
Although, to be fair, facebook strikes me as much less interesting than I remember right now. :P
. . . . . entries for 13.11.09 . . . . .
Good grief. It's 2 AM. How did that happen?
My sage advice is going unlistened to tonight. I hope there will be no need to say "I told you so."
I seem to have misplaced my claddagh. Do not like. But I certainly have misplaced more important items before, and they have found their ways back to me.
. . . . . entries for 12.11.09 . . . . .
The weather would be hard pressed to be more dreary today. Definitely not layered enough for the occasion of this rain.
Good grief, I have my advisor meeting right after this, and only a vague idea of what I want to do on this paper.
Two papers early next week, editing this weekend, still editing to do today actually, a JP right smack after Thanksgiving, a CWR story right smack after that, tons of meetings and stuff today, the Water in Africa colloquium tomorrow on top of my lab meeting, RA training on Monday, social psych assignment due Friday . . .
Midterms? Those happened? Already? Are you sure?
. . . . . entries for 11.11.09 . . . . .
I love the scroll-over text on today's xkcd.
Today is a wishing day, but it will be much moreso the November after we graduate.
I wish . . .
. . . . . entries for 10.11.09 . . . . .
Oh my goodness I have so much to do, even over Thanksgiving.
I am way too sleepy - and hungry - to still have so much class today.
I think, in general, Wir Sind Helden is a lot more idiomatic than Farin. The most classical-love-song-feeling thing on their album that I have is really metaphorical, like the chorus, literally translated: "Stars and water and we, in between: come, let's swim with the big fishes. I see your heart, your radar, making waves in the sea. I see your heart, I know we're going deeper to the ground."
The last part sort of means "we're getting to the bottom of this." It all seems very Walden-like to me, only more romanticker. :P
This song is SO DAMN SAPPY, but I can't help it, I love it. Farin has such a great voice for sap. And pretty much everything.
Translation of the first "chorus:" And my favorite thing to experience before I lose myself in dreams is how you breathe.
. . . . . entries for 9.11.09 . . . . .
Now I have expanded from "that Wir Sind Helden album I bought" to "that Farin Urlaubs Racing Team album I bought" and I really like it so far. Definitely has a harder edge to it, but I like that about Farin. :P
I am contemplating Internet T-Shirts to buy for certain people I know.
A lot has changed in a year, hasn't it? In the country and in me. I think we have all gotten savvier, and I especially have gotten savvier, more likely to ask the right questions of myself, to correctly read the compass of power. When I make offhand remarks or write in cover letters that my time in Washington changed me, I am not lying or making much ado about not so much. It's true.
About a year ago I was all broken up and thrilled because Obama had been elected, and I was talking about Democrats sharing power with Republicans, and things beginning to change. Now I am repulsed by Democrats even sharing power with Democrats, by progressives having to kowtow to Blue Dogs. I wanted better. We - the worldwide one, past and present and most of all future - deserve better.
It's not that all has been lost - just that there is still so much to gain, and we'll gain it with difficulty and slowly, if at all.
Archive-reading: an interesting pastime, to be sure.
ps. I have not gotten much more articulate, something that I was also grouching about around a year ago. I think the present experiment might help, since I am writing here more. Har har.
. . . . . entries for 8.11.09 . . . . .
I am really seriously into the one Wir Sind Helden album I have now, since Frank chose to play it a lot while I was visiting him. :P I like them a lot, but I do not know how the lead vocalist manages to pronounce "ch" the way she does. I think I've determined it may be a raspy half-closure of the normal English "ch," closer to the front of the mouth, nearing a "th."
It is true what they say about Christmas starting earlier every year. It seems like the day after Halloween is fair game now, if not before.
So what do you want? So far my list is shaping up to be a bunch of neat things for my iPod. :P
- and cozy flannel PJ pants.
With break comes near-absolute freedom to nap. I don't know if I actually like that about break, but I think I will miss it when it's gone.
I guess the point is napping in good company, anyway - otherwise mere grogginess too often ensues - and that is something break could not bring enough of before ending.
OMFG fire alarm at like 8:30 in the morning. -.- And the alarms in this building would have a really hard time being more horrifically abrasive.
. . . . . entries for 7.11.09 . . . . .
Tonight I went out to Mehek with Mari and did a ridiculous thing to my nails.
And spent an hour and forty minutes on the phone with Frank. These are goodly things.
On to Rain Man!
I am back at school with Rather a Lot to Do. Isn't that always the way?
. . . . . entries for 4.11.09 . . . . .
- and I don't know about this whole "being home" business.
[love you, miss you -]
We had a depressing news day today, and yesterday, in large part because of elections going badly. Whatever Obama had, this year's round of dems didn't. Can future waves of dems afford the same charismatic campaigning? I know voters sure as hell won't get smart to who really represents their best interests without enormous changes, so charismatic campaigning may be the best tool "the good guys" have.
I've been reading an early biography of Theodore Roosevelt for abnormal psychology, by the way. It's interesting, but I'm not sure exactly how I'm going to angle my ridiculous psychoanalytical paper on him. There may be Freudian bullshitting in my future.
I am not particularly eager to leave Rochester today, but leave I must. (It feels like there is no un-trite way to say that I am going to miss Frank. Oh well.)
Another midterm back: A- on social psych. And I was least optimistic about it of all my midterms. o.O Maybe that takes into account precept or something? It was on SCORE, not Blackboard, not that that necessarily means anything to you, dear blogreader.
. . . . . entries for 3.11.09 . . . . .
Okay, so you know how I have a bad dragon habit? Something kind of awesome just happened: someone on the site who had offered to give me an egg I'd missed (special Halloween event thing) noticed that I have a ton of German on my scroll and started writing to me auf Deutsch.
I miss German. I also miss French horn. All these public school artifacts that have escaped me. :P Oh well.
In other news, Frank's Firefox spellchecks in British English. So it gets angry at, say, "artifact" (should be artefact) or "color" (should be colour). I wonder why he hasn't changed it.
I am in Rochester, spending a while alone in Frank's room while he's in class - listening to the Wir Sind Helden album I bought a while ago, being sort of kind of productive, and wishing I'd brought my camera so I could take pictures of the pretty cloudscapes outside.
I got one of my midterm grades back so far - 88.5/100 on neuro. Pretty good, but not as good as I thought it might be - and of all my classes, I was most optimistic about that one. This worries me but is probably not enough to kick my ass into gear regarding, you know, studying and things.
Course listings will be up for next semester on Thursday! Oh boy. Ideally, I will be taking cognitive neuro, some other psych class (educational? a WWS crossover? stats for social psych? a class on "thinking" which I can only assume covers conscious cognition?), the ENV class on The Great Immensity theater project, and either yet another psych class or a fiction class. (I wonder if I could get CWR to consider me for a creative thesis counting the ENV class as my last one instead of a fiction class. HM!)
In any case. Life is fairly busy. I seem to be on the road to becoming a conservation psychologist. Whooda thunk?
come home?
.:people:.
{ting}
she looks like the real thing
{mari}
out and about
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THIS IS AMERICA
{yianni}
stop being depressed
{alisa}
other
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eating knowledge
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my dm
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never heard of miyazaki
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are you reading this?
[olga]
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{max}
approach focus
[natalie]
wait a minute
[susan]
solitude
{greg}
manbeargreg
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