Sometimes, I sit here, looking at my papers and projects and stuff, and I think that I might actually be able to be a thinker, you know? It doesn't really appeal to me, but occasionally, I can see myself being a prof and publishing papers and all that stuff.
And then I realize I'm sitting in my PJs at 4:30am, listening to a remix of Elvis' A Little Less Conversation, dancing to it in my chair, and I'm pretty sure Habermas and Foucault never had their sociological/philosophical epiphanies while dancing in their chairs, in their PJs, while listening to Elvis at 4:30am.
Well. Foucault might have, actually...
Also, AMAZING NEWS regarding my deadlines:
- 410 (Research Design & Analysis) assigment has been pushed back to Thursday (the day of the exam)
- 410 final project has been pushed back to NEXT MONDAY! <insert more dancing here>
I may get sleep this week and be able to study for Anthro! YAY!
... back to this postmodernity crap. :)
And then I realize I'm sitting in my PJs at 4:30am, listening to a remix of Elvis' A Little Less Conversation, dancing to it in my chair, and I'm pretty sure Habermas and Foucault never had their sociological/philosophical epiphanies while dancing in their chairs, in their PJs, while listening to Elvis at 4:30am.
Well. Foucault might have, actually...
Also, AMAZING NEWS regarding my deadlines:
- 410 (Research Design & Analysis) assigment has been pushed back to Thursday (the day of the exam)
- 410 final project has been pushed back to NEXT MONDAY! <insert more dancing here>
I may get sleep this week and be able to study for Anthro! YAY!
... back to this postmodernity crap. :)