Prelims and and Explosive Social Calendar
Well, here I am on day 11 of 12 of the history prelim exam for my department! Of course, I began this endeavor mere days after returning from my fun NY trip -- this was probably my best in a long time...between the wedding and chilling with Larry and actually having fun with my mom, it was a successful trip in all respects. The wedding was beautiful (go to Marty's site for details), I got to see lots of Colgate friends: Larry, Marty, Flynn, Gary, Gina, Reetu, KYLE!!!! (he gets lots of exclamation points because I haven't seen him in ages and I wasn't really expecting to anytime soon), Julie, and Emily. Lots of dancing, almost catching a bouquet (this was traumatic) and rapping out with some old friends. So I got back to TN, and worked on Kant for a minute, then started this test. It's almost over, but it's horrible to work 9amish-7ish everday on this stuff. I bought a Nick Hornby book just to mellow out my philosophical mind at night -- to decompress. Anyway, Monday morning I get to roll the dice (or rather, call Judy, our dept. secretary and have her roll the dice for me) and then I have 36 hrs to produce a paper answering the question. Talk about strange and stressful. Of course, nothing much happens in my life in summer in Nashvegas, but all of a sudden lots of stuff was happening after I picked up my questions. I went out 4 out of 5 days during the first 5 days of the exam - and some until ludicrously stupid hours (3am) when I was getting up at 7.30 or so. A friend left for Uganda and there was a going away party -- I actually did some spinning on the turntables (it was a success despite the fact that they weren't my records) and there was dancing to funk at 2am. I also met another in the long line of "shady motherfuckers" that manage to enter my life. It was fine until I realize that he's a deceptive twat. Due to my last experience with shady motherfuckers, I at least have a better shot at spotting them. I almost wanted to call up my ex just to thank him for letting me know what shady motherfuckers look like -- so I can spot them a mile away. Granted we haven't spoken in months, and granted it would only make me feel better for 2 minutes, and worse for a long time, and would make him feel like shit...so I didn't make the call. But just knowing that that's the case is enough. So there have been parties and meetings and etc. So I've been laying low the last coupla days and actually studying and getting proper rest. Phew.
Hope all is well with y'all.
