Staying warm on a budget
My desk in the house is right in front of a window. Cold air comes through the window and gets funneled downward by the curtain thus freezing my feetsies. My house in general is usually not that warm these days so I wrap myself up in my quilt when I sit at my desk. However, this still leaves my feet in environs equivalent to those of a meat locker. Well, genius that I am, I’ve come up with a solution. Sleeping bag + hot water bottle = lovely warmth and continued blood circulation. Huzzah! The one problem is if I have to get up in a hurry. Basically I end up falling over and flailing around like a turtle stuck on its back. God help me the day I end up bursting the hot water bottle in the process. I may drown.
Next week can’t come soon enough
I’ve been getting nostalgic recently. I’m sick of the rain and I’m sick of my dissertation. The holidays are here and the only thing I want to do is go home and enjoy it all with my loved ones. I realize most people bitch and moan about having to visit the old homestead this time of year, but as we all know by now, I’m not normal. You live far enough away from everyone for a while and you begin to appreciate what you’ve left behind. Having said that, we still do have a saturation point with each other. That’s why my visit is just under three weeks—I should be leaving just before we all start getting irritated with one another. It’s all about planning, people.
Anyhoo, since I can’t think much beyond simple bullet points nowadays, here’s random list-y stuff I’ve been looking forward to about the holidays.
- Favorite Christmas song: 12 Pains of Christmas by Bob Rivers
- Favorite classic Christmas song: Carol of the Bells
- First Christmas song that I will hear on the radio in the states and then a million times thereafter: Feliz Navidad
- Favorite Christmas special: A Charlie Brown Christmas
- Favorite Christmas film: tie between National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation and A Christmas Story
- Favorite Christmas activity: lighting the tree after its been decorated
Countdown to Crazy
Five days till I don the Santa suit and run my cranky ass through Nerdtown. What I find most amusing about all of this is that a lot of you expect to see photographic evidence of this stupidity. Silly rabbits.
Tonight’s the department Christmas party where everyone gets tanked on free booze and the grad students gorge themselves on the free food. Nothing like trying to act cool and professional while a sloshed faculty member sways drunkenly in front of you yammering away as you surreptitiously collect nibbles into a napkin for later. Hello awkward, my old friend.
Happy Tuesday, everyone. Catch up with you when I can.