Feb 16 2009
Post number 34
This week is going to be hell. Can I tell you about the things to which I have been invited this week, at the risk of Sounding Like A Dick? One movie, two art openings, a fancy advertising awards event, one board game date, a Phillip Glass concert, a cookie-making birthday party, and one absolutely un-turn-downable “I am in town for 24 hours, come have drinks with me on 3 days’ notice” drinking thing. I also have the Gender Symposium pregnancy panel on Friday, a writing workshop Wednesday that I may cancel, and two days of museum interviews starting Sunday (I am an interviewer and not, unfortunately, the interviewee). It is really not good form to complain about how many social obligations you have, but Jesus, people. Jesus Mary and Joseph. I need to cool it. My advisor told me a lot of nice things during our meeting on Friday, however, and I am High on Encouragement. Apparently I am being smart by choosing to say yes to “happy-to-know-you”-ness. Yes to going out. Yes to being visible. Yes to upping my financial aid package. Yes to playing with other universities’ hearts. Perhaps this will end badly, but right now it appears to be making me rich.
