The Hellish Handbasket

Today I checked the university course room (as I have been doing at least twice a day for the past 10 days) and found an email from my Chair...

While I wait for the verdict on my dissertation, I am doing a lot of resting, as per my Chair's directive (“Get some rest!”). You coul...

I'm back in waiting mode, waiting for the Graduate School to give a thumbs up/thumbs down on my dissertation (first draft). If I'm l...

On Tuesday afternoon I received a list of revisions from my Chairperson, eleven items, some very small, some on the substantive side. Eleven...

My Chair tossed me a shred of good news today. She's “touching bases” with the Nameless, Faceless Committee (which I believe consists of...

My apartment, which a former friend once sarcastically named the Love Shack, has one closet, and it is in the bedroom, just inside the door....

The umpteenth time I checked the course room today, there was a message from my Chair: “Unexpectedly out of office. Back Monday.” After a st...

Waiting sucks. I don't know what to do with myself. I've washed just about everything in the apartment, except the cat. I've c...

I'm waiting for comments on my first draft of my dissertation manuscript from my Chair and the nameless, faceless committee. As I wait, ...

I suspect consumer products firms are making products that require the purchase of more of the same products. What do I mean? Well, vitamins...

While I wait for my Chair to chew up and spit out my dissertation draft, I have the pleasure of doing... nothing much. I wasn't going ...

Some days I have a hard time making eye contact with people. I thought today would not be one of those days. Today I uploaded draft one of m...

A few people keep up with me via my blog, and when I don't post for a while, they wonder what's up. At least, I hope they do. I feel...

This morning I ran errands and basked in the last of the warm summer air. I could feel the hint of fall in the breeze. I hate that. You prob...

I'm in maniac writing mode, trying to finish Chapter 4 of my dissertation to upload to my Chairperson this week. This thing just keeps e...

The most creative time to write a blog post is when one is having a migraine, don't you think? That is, if you get the classic kind like...

Today while I transcribed my sixth interview, a bus tried to cut the corner and clipped a car parked in front of the Love Shack. The neighbo...

I took a break from writing to go for a run in the park. Well, I wouldn't call it a run, exactly. More like a shambling trot. I used to ...

This morning I was on hold with the Employment Department to get my PIN reset and thinking that if I had to listen to the same 45-second cli...

It's pandemonium at the Love Shack. My new neighbor has the bass cranked up on his stereo, same old story, just like the old neighbor. S...