Five Foot Two, Eyes of Blue

So words can not even begin to describe how happy I am to hear from people about the different stuff I've posted this week.  It's definitely more interesting than what's been going on in my life.  I particularly loved that, after spending the afternoon thinking that I should go back and clarify a lot of the stuff I posted earlier, particularly that I didn't put up the "women abandoning women" article because I think all women should vote for Hillary (definitely not) but because I was really surprised to see the concept named and addressed in that way, I am greeted by a lively and outspoken post that said many of the same things.  Whoo intellectually stimulating friends... dare I say it?... for the win (oh no, I'm a product on the internet!). 

Current Location: dorm
Current Mood: pleased
Current Music: "Soak Up the Sun" Sheryl Crow

Well, not in actual class time- that was full of really cool presentations on our final project.  I was sad because mine ran over so I couldn't say a few of the really neat facts I was saving for my conclusion and it wasn't until afterwards that the phrase "stories and statistics" occurred to me as a better way of describing the struggle and interaction among/between birth narratives and birth facts and figures.

This is actually what's been going on in the discussion board for my Feminist Perspectives class which the teacher utilizes as a way to continue discussions and probe even more in depth into issues then we do in class.  Also, in acknowledgement that some students are much better at writing than speaking or feel more comfortable expressing themselves non-verbally. 

This week's highlights:
Too much cute: one mother reacts against Always and its "HAVE A HAPPY PERIOD" slogan
"Hillary Clinton and the Women Abandoning Women Syndrome" written by a woman who has been much abandoned in her own life.  Hints at the dynamics of threat to women, status, popularity, etc, when one figure either does too well, makes one mistake, or incurs criticism that supporters can't bear to be linked with.  I.E. Why do your friends all ditch you when you something bad happens to you, even if it's not your fault?

That's all! 

Current Location: library
Current Mood: bouncy
Current Music: "I'm Walking on Sunshine!"

Below is part of an e-mail I just wrote to Fred as an example of what my day's been like so far- it doesn't even go into the rest of the week.

My final paper proposal is in for my Gender & World Religions class, my research for my Death & Dying paper is ordered from other libraries and on its way here, I'm also done with the abstract for my final paper for my Religion, Ritual & Symbol class, and tomorrow I find out my grade for the 3rd Economic & Social Justice paper.  I picked up your mom's medicine after class today and Kelly's going to come by tomorrow and mail it out.  I "found" another glass shard from the tea bottle incident a few weeks ago but thankfully it was too big to be a sliver and my finger didn't bleed that much.  Went to the dermatologist today and I now have a nice blister on my right hand between my thumb and index finger.  It mostly bothers me because I really need to lift some weights before bed tonight (spent too much time on my paper proposal to do it during the day) and I'm worried about gripping the dumbbells.  Mostly I'm worried that I'll use that and my tiredness as an excuse not to do anything at all except go to sleep after I get off work at 9.  And yes, I need sleep and I have work at 8 am tomorrow but I need to work out even more and not just because it'll help me sleep and stay healthy and make me feel better.  On that note, the student in Townhomes does NOT have staph, but there was a "suspicious" package at the train station today so some of the streets around the station were closed and we were all e-mailed notices about it.  The incident has officially "concluded" after quite a few hours of helicopters overhead and the streets are open again but now the trains are behind schedule going into rush hour. 

Current Location: library, work
Current Mood: working
Current Music: Hinder "Get Stoned" -I have NO idea why

Both classes pretty good.  I love the teacher for my first class and the subject matter (although the banal and shallow level the class is forced to remain at aggravates me) yet I can never seem to force myself to get there on time and I hate being late.  I beat myself up for it 3x a week and yet I'm always 2-5 minutes late.  This particularly bothers me because it'll probably be Magister's last term here.  Boo, hiss, searching elsewhere for the tenured position.  
Afternoon: class was good.  I didn't open my big mouth too much (perhaps because I was sitting in a corner instead of the middle?) and a lot of people had interesting things to say.  Good Kindling meeting afterwards.  The Foods/Moods talk was kinda pointless this evening (I had thought she was going to touch on how different foods and such affect moods for good, bad, and indifferent but instead she had one slide on how carbs are comfort foods and then went on to the standard, we all know it all already, spiel about nutrition).  The health fair was surprisingly interesting (yay legoes, stickers, Operation, and cool little chiropractic gadgets).  Sadly, Miss Candy was waiting to spend the evening for me (bells cancelled tonight because of our big performance yesterday) so I did not get a free massage.  I have never gotten a real massage; none of my friends were really big on them so if it happened at all it was a very, very rare thing, occasional mandatory shoulder rubs during choir warm-ups (there was this one girl, Dana H.  who could have instantly made a living off of it),

Current Location: dorm room
Current Mood: remembering
Current Music: Pretty Girl, Sugarcult