Jigsaw puzzle

I can’t write anymore. I just make lists. And then I edit them, then I make some tables, present them to people, get feedback, draw up more lists of questions, make meetings, get them answered, read some stuff I don’t understand, write questions, ask them in seminar…etc. etc. etc.

The Good

• running, cross country skiing, yoga
• good produce
• $3.75/pint of stout (how did I not notice this earlier?)
• feeding people at my house
• getting serenaded by fed people
• small neighbours offering peach jam and bagels, and letting me use their stick-grabby-claw thingamajig and hanging out in pajamas
• small neighbours helping me decorate by drawing pictures for my kitchen, and NOT ON THE WALLS (explicit instructions from the mommy), and making sure the whoopee cushion still works
• finally decorating my office at school. and using it
• discovering art talks, like shirin neshat
• new contact lenses
• plug in oil radiator thing for my cold office (finally not frigid)
• mail containing music, post cards, cards, excerpts from comic books

The Bad

• below minus 20
• sickness
• sickness causing getting addicted to the L word. again.
• office for persons with disabilities
• the wisdom tooth removal (forthcoming)
• no car is becoming a bad, i must admit

The Unknown, i.e. The Jigsaw Puzzle

• drawing up a 8 to 10 month plan to incorporate

1. a publication
2. comprehensive themes
3. 4 conference abstracts (and posters/presentations)
4. which add to my CV, and relate to my proposed research (what is that again?)
5. and incorporate a data set within one of my professors possession

• luckily, the themes don’t have to relate to “big G” geography, just “little g” geography. phew.

and i don’t know where this lies, but i’m starting to see a trend in that people over fourty all think i’m 25. but at least i haven’t been carded lately.