My hand actually hurts from editing right now. I hate editing with a strong, deadly passion. Does anyone actually *enjoy* editing? I tried to convince E that since academics write so badly, we should just give up on it and instead do everything with bullet points. It's my new campaign.
But editing is sort of satisfying: E had some really devastating but quality comments on my theory chapter (and he LIKED it!). So I've been working on them most of the day, and I can sort of feel things getting tighter as I go. Which is nice. Tedious but rewarding .... that's not *so* bad I suppose.
Other weird grad school stuff:
1. I don't like hearing good or bad things about my colleagues. I feel like that's confidential shit. I ESPECIALLY didn't like when a Faculty I Know At Another Institution emailed me about two of my colleagues who recently gave job talks at The Other Institution. Seriously: WTF? Thankfully, my friend gave a balls to the walls bad ass talk. Go J!
2. I was totally shocked to learn that a faculty I adore and who seems to like me is apparently a total asshole to some students - all of whom come from a particular subfield. They blame insecurity and weird inter-field rivalries - though I also am a different field than the faculty and he seems to hold no animus to me. Maybe he just hates that subfield in particular? Still: fucked up as well.
3. I like that more and more, E and I feel like not just friends, but even *colleagues.* He gives me some pretty punishing critiques, but I think it's b/c he thinks I can take it (and that I need it). He seems to have a lot of confidence in me and and my project. It makes me feel warm inside. Bit by bit, I'm starting to feel like I know what I'm doing.
But editing is sort of satisfying: E had some really devastating but quality comments on my theory chapter (and he LIKED it!). So I've been working on them most of the day, and I can sort of feel things getting tighter as I go. Which is nice. Tedious but rewarding .... that's not *so* bad I suppose.
Other weird grad school stuff:
1. I don't like hearing good or bad things about my colleagues. I feel like that's confidential shit. I ESPECIALLY didn't like when a Faculty I Know At Another Institution emailed me about two of my colleagues who recently gave job talks at The Other Institution. Seriously: WTF? Thankfully, my friend gave a balls to the walls bad ass talk. Go J!
2. I was totally shocked to learn that a faculty I adore and who seems to like me is apparently a total asshole to some students - all of whom come from a particular subfield. They blame insecurity and weird inter-field rivalries - though I also am a different field than the faculty and he seems to hold no animus to me. Maybe he just hates that subfield in particular? Still: fucked up as well.
3. I like that more and more, E and I feel like not just friends, but even *colleagues.* He gives me some pretty punishing critiques, but I think it's b/c he thinks I can take it (and that I need it). He seems to have a lot of confidence in me and and my project. It makes me feel warm inside. Bit by bit, I'm starting to feel like I know what I'm doing.
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toothpickmoe:
If by awesome you mean holy fucking shit please make it stop now.
sockpuppet:
Bonfire Night; "gunpowder, treason and plot". Traditional English celebration of the judicial torture and execution of Catholic terrorists.