bardic_lady: (couples-much ado)
"Sure, why not?" she said. "Let's try this other social media platform that I've had an account on for years and never done anything with. It'll be fun!"

Also posted to my Tumblr.

So, 2014… That happened. Most of the year, honestly, was one of the most consistently grinding down bad years I can remember. But not everything sucked! Here are some bright spots:

List! )
And that’s what I’ve got. Bye 2014. Don’t give any hints to 2015 on your way out, I’d like it to be better.
bardic_lady: (swing)
It's officially my birthday. I can only hope that 27 wil be much much better than 26.
bardic_lady: (self-realisation)
OSF rejected me. So... yay, I'm not good enough again. What more could I have done? How could I have made myself a better candidate? What haven't I done yet to make me worthy? What's so fucking wrong with me?
bardic_lady: (ratatouille - those days)

Also, I got an interview call for the CTG job. I would describe myself at this moment as... emotionally conflicted.
bardic_lady: (morgana - not your mother's)
I have my computer back! And in honour of completing grad school, I have changed my LJ layout.

bardic_lady: (wh13 - myka grow up)
When last we met, our heroine had just passed her oral defence and become a Master of Arts, Theatre History. There was great rejoicing.

That very evening, my laptop got the Win 7 Total Security virus. This virus is insidious and evil and people who invent this sort of thing should be shot. So... it honest to goodness totalled my laptop. Like, it even destroyed the HP recovery partition. The computer services guys could not restore Windows 7 on my computer. They managed to get it back to Vista, which is where it started, and, since I don't have my Windows 7 boot disk here, I will reupgrade it when my parents get here a week from Thursday. There were three positive things about the situation.
1. I keep a fairly up to date backup and they were able to boot the computer into Linux off a disc, so I could grab the notes for the last paper that I had to write.
2. I am still a university student, so backing up all my data, wiping the computer, and doing a full system restore is only going to cost $50.
3. My old laptop, the one that was dying and making terrifying whirring noises in August of '09 when I first got to Canada, was still sitting on my shelf. It still makes terrifying whirring noises. It's making them right now. But it's a computer and it allowed me to write my last paper this week.
So I want to be clear. Things could have been MUCH MUCH WORSE. Things were, however, pretty bad. I'm hoping that I will have my computer back tomorrow. It will be at least Friday week before I have things like Office and Photoshop back, since I'm not going to install them on Vista and then have to reinstall them on 7.

Speaking of that last paper, it was like pulling teeth to write. Took days. My brain emphatically did not want to write that paper (Similarities between Shakespeare print editors and Shakespeare dramaturgs). But I finished it this evening, had someone else look over it to make sure it didn't totally suck, and submitted it to the prof. I am officially done with grad school. Whoa.

(Now to pack up my apartment, move back to California, and... oh yeah, get a JOB)
bardic_lady: (shakespeare - srs academic)

MA Defence.
Tomorrow, Monday, at 2.

In the wise words of Rachel Maddow, EVERYBUDDEH FREAKOUT!!!!!
bardic_lady: (shakespeare - srs academic)
I am done marking for about a month! Yaaaaay!

I have an official defence date (not when I wanted but it's scheduled), yaaaaay!

I got a haircut (finally) yaaaaaaaaay!

Pics )

Now, reading for Editing Shakespeare (Lots of reading, 60-70 pages) and the Ducks game. (We're already down by one. Come on, boys!)
bardic_lady: (shakespeare - srs academic)
Today, my supervisor approved my MA essay draft and I submitted it to my committee members. It took five drafts and a lot of frustration, but I just may defend on schedule.

This is really really exciting.
bardic_lady: (shakespeare - srs academic)
Who's done with her MA essay 2nd draft? THIS GUY.

You guys, this is the first time since like October that I haven't had work hanging over my head.

I'm gonna go take a shower.
bardic_lady: (baldly go)
This Was the Year That Was )


Dec. 17th, 2010 09:56 am
bardic_lady: (swing)
Is my birthday! I am oooooooold. (okay, not that old in the grand scheme of things)

Dragged out of bed and to my dad's office this morning at unreal o'clock because we're going straight from here to pick up my brother at the airport and then on to birthday dinner. Mmm... Lucille's BBQ.

In conclusion, BIRTHDAY!
bardic_lady: (chessy - hooray)
Home. Safe. Very happy. Yay.
bardic_lady: (morgana - into the woods)
Going home in the morning! Going home in the morning!

Wish I could skip the travel though. Definitely afraid that in Seattle I'll run into the dread backscatter machine. Also worried about my timing. I've two hours at SeaTac, which wouldn't normally worry me, but after customs, I have to go all the way out to the Southwest counter and re-check my bags and then go back through security, because Southwest doesn't have a baggage handling agreement with any other airlines. Grrr. *fingers crossed that all will go according to plan*

HOME! Homehomehomehomehomehomehomehomehomehomehomehome.
bardic_lady: (hypatia)
I watched Agora, as one of the essay topics my students could choose relates to the film. I wish very much that I hadn't. Though the story is, I think, of great value and something that people should be exposed to, it was utterly gut-wrenching to watch.

The destruction of the great Library of Alexandria is, to my mind, one of the greatest tragedies that humanity has inflicted on itself. The loss of the books and plays, the knowledge of centuries is senseless and irrational. To burn books because they belonged to someone not of your faith... To destroy centuries of knowledge because one person believes something different than you... It is monstrous and heinous. One can only imagine where we might now be, what we might now know, had we the materials that were destroyed in the Library.

I have always felt a particular irrational connection with the Library of Alexandria, as my father very much wanted to name me Hypatia, after the philosopher-scientist who was, some stories say, martyred defending the Library, or at least the principles of the Library. (He still does, we have semi-annual conversations about how unlikely it is that he'll convince me to change my name.)

Watching a mob, even of actors, destroy just a representation of the Library of Alexandria made me nauseated and tense. I can't stop crying. I just... don't understand what could drive that level of wanton hatred and willful ignorance. I don't understand why it should matter so much if the person next to you believes the same things about the nature of the universe as you do. Which, I suppose, is why organized religion and I get along so very very poorly.

Mostly though, I find myself devastated and upset. I... don't really have more to say than that.

Having now read my students' papers on Agora, I am now upset and furious. Of the eight papers on the film, no less than five of them defend the poor poor abused Christians and the "unscrupulous" accusations against St. Cyril (don't get me started on some of the people who are saints), how dare anyone blame them for the destruction of the Sarapeum and flaying Hypatia alive with broken pottery?!
bardic_lady: (ice princess)


To add injury to insult, I also have a paper cut.
bardic_lady: (shakespeare - srs academic)
I have written three seminar papers since Sunday. I have also done all the readings for those seminar papers, which is about 300 pages. I have also gotten thoroughly frustrated by 17th century gender politics.

Gender Opinions in the 17th Century, or How Women Got Screwed By the System )

A conversation about societal views on cross-dressing in 17th century England (Warning for gratuitous wooga wooga fingers) )

Tomorrow, I will go to the library for some books for the 20 page paper I will research and write in the next two weeks. But I will also read Lord Tony's Wife by Emmuska Orczy (all [ profile] zegeekgirl's fault) and start The Last Run, the new Q&C novel. And on Friday I'm going bead shopping. SO THERE.
bardic_lady: (shakespeare - srs academic)
Who finished marking 72 midterms in 50 hours total (including sleep and hockey game and errands)?!


I am so proud of me, you guys. I buckled down and did it and now I have way more time than anticipated to... write my own papers. This term kinda sucks. BUT, I am way proud of me. So proud that I now will proceed to knock out a four page paper this evening, watch the Ducks/Sharks game (we're totally gonna win this one. I have faith in my TEAM), and possibly even get some playtime in. Oh yes. I am on a roll.

Tomorrow, I will write at least one 4 page paper (maybe two) and hopefully also take out the trash and watch this week's Hellcats and Katee Sackhoff on CSI from Thursday and Tricia Helfer on Lie to Me from Monday.

I am gonna kick this term's ass. I am absolutely convinced of it.

(P.S. My students are WAY better this term. There were some pratfalls and idiotic statements, but 45.5% of them got some variety of A. A further 33.5% got Bs of some sort. 13.5% got Cs. 1% got Ds. And only 5.5% failed. SO MUCH BETTER.)
bardic_lady: (geek bomer)
Today's announcements:

1. My body is trying to kill me. Cramps and marking 62 freshman midterms should never ever occur in the same week. *fears tomorrow*

2. New plan: Re-make The Great Race, originally starring Tony Curtis, Jack Lemmon, and Natalie Wood, with Jamie Bamber as the Great Leslie (the Tony Curtis part) and Adam Savage of Mythbusters and W00tstock as Professor Fate (the Jack Lemmon part). (I, being me, am also in favour of Katee Sackhoff as Maggie DuBois, the Natalie Wood role, a scrappy sultry sneaky suffragette (ah, how I adore alliteration) who can fence, play the guitar and sing, and look fabulous at all times). It would be AWESOME. And steampunky. And shirtless fencing. And a giant pie fight. And shooting people out of cannons. And icebergs. And rockets. And musical numbers. And other ridiculousness. It would be the best thing ever.

3. I think I finally have a topic for my Commercial Theatre (which basically means Broadway) final paper. I shall write about women in drag in Broadway musicals, comparing Victoria Grant in Victor/Victoria with Alice Nutting (aka Drood) in The Mystery of Edwin Drood. It will be awesome and allow me to watch V/V multiple times and listen to two of my favourite Broadway shows over and over. Prof. Vickery's classes typically give me awesome ways to do things I want to do in service of his final papers. Last term, it was read and watch The Scarlet Pimpernel over and over.
bardic_lady: (dramaturg - rushing in)
The widget which has ruled my world for about the last week and a half.

January 2015



I Cannot Hide What I Am

I must be sad when I have cause and smile
at no man's jests, eat when I have stomach and wait
for no man's leisure, sleep when I am drowsy and
tend on no man's business, laugh when I am merry and
claw no man in his humour...
I had rather be a canker in a hedge than a rose in
his grace, and it better fits my blood to be
disdained of all than to fashion a carriage to rob
love from any: in this, though I cannot be said to
be a flattering honest man, it must not be denied
but I am a plain-dealing villain. I am trusted with
a muzzle and enfranchised with a clog; therefore I
have decreed not to sing in my cage. If I had my
mouth, I would bite; if I had my liberty, I would do
my liking: in the meantime let me be that I am and
seek not to alter me.

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