Missed Opportunities
Nearly everyone I know is going to a conference this week. I’m pouting because I don’t get to go with them.
The conference only happens every two years, and this year it is at my undergraduate alma mater. I’ve known for a while that I wouldn’t be able to go, because it is a small, but crazy expensive conference. Today, however, the conference organizer emailed me to find out if I could step in to chair my panel.
I’ve never chaired a panel, and I would have loved the opportunity. Now, there is one more thing I’m missing out on. Today, I felt a little like the “Nobody likes us” guys from Kids in the Hall.
Bienvenue
Told myself no more blogging until the dissertation was done, but frankly it was just taking too damn long. I couldn’t hold out any more. A girl needs a place to vent.
Well, it won’t all be venting. It’s hard to say at the beginning what this will find its way across the threshold. Perhaps a little bit of everything, and eventually something will become the focus.
Important decisions about things like identity, audience, and tone need to be made. Not to leave you completely in the dark, I’m sure some cultural critique, food, and crochet will find a way into our subject matter. However, for the inaugural post, I’ll keep it brief.
Adieu
D5 Creation