unblogables

Is that the right word? In any case, InADWriMo is not happening for me (along with a bunch of other stuf)...

The next 10 days or so

• [DONE] submit EC entry I
• [DONE] submit EC entry II
• [DONE] edit & submit EC entry III
• [DONE] write, edit & submit EC entry IV
• new analyses for SC3
• write SC3 results – theoretical
• write SC3 introduction
• write SC3 discussion
• [DONE] finish marking assignments for 120-student class
• [DONE] (once again) explain experiment students are meant to write report on for 50-student class
[DONE] PANIC!!!
• [DONE - and given - it was well-received] prepare new talk on old data for conference next week
specifically
  • a rereading list
  • reanalyse data
  • re-do data slides

No place like home

It's strange realizing I've been living here (as well as working and studying at Antipodean University) for so long. I've been here longer than I was at my undergraduate alma mater... more days have passed since the day first I touched down than elapsed between freshman orientation and graduation, and I've spent more of those days in this city than I did in that one. It feels like home, in a very different way than my alma mater felt like home. I probably won't ever donate money to AU (although I would like to financially support AU students, particularly postgraduate research students, if I'm ever in a position to do so in a way that couldn't be construed as an endorsement of the administration), cheer for their sports teams or put an AU bumper sticker on my car, but I'm very fond of aspects of this city, this lifestyle, and some particular people.

There are probably a few reasons I'm less attached to AU than to my alma mater. Part of it is cultural differences in the role universities are supposed to have in students' lives, and part is that the institution as a gestalt matters much less for grad school. Most likely, part of it is that aspects of doing a PhD are not supposed to be fun or to engender warm feelings toward the university. But certainly one part of it is that my supervisor, the department and central administration have been (seemingly) unnecessarily shabby in the way they have treated many phd students including me. Without going into specifics, I'm referring to more than just garden-variety thoughtlessness and underappreciation.

Hmm, I didn't intend for this to sound so negative. Actually I wanted to say how I feel like an independent adult here... I came half way around the world and developed a line of research and built a support network and a life from absolutely nothing. I'm proud of myself for that, and what's more, having done it here, I know I could do it again.

Hello, world

Grad school gives you wrinkles. Offensive, but true.