Anniversary!
Sep. 19th, 2011 11:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
charloweenIt's been one whole year since I moved to the UK.
*waves hand vaguely*
I had abaked jacket potato with baked beans (and brown sauce!) for lunch today, so I suppose it's safe to say I've acclimatized all right.
I'm supposed to submit a 500-word report on What I've Been Up To as one of the conditions of my funding here. Chances are slim we're talking point-form, so I've got to cough up complete sentences tomorrow. Ditto my research profile on the department website. I need complete sentences for that that don't sound like obfuscatory twaddle. Sigh.
New for this year: a dim, flickering, low-wattage clue-lightbulb (cluebulb?) finally clicked on. My funding is a salary. What I have is a research job will give me two years of financial stability in an uncertain market. Also, a PhD. But the immediate benefit is economic. I must treat this situation accordingly. I have an office where many others do not (merci, teaching); therefore, I make an appearance every day.
I've heard that goals become less achievable when they're shared, but I've managed to be in my office 6 out of the last 6 business days (and I stewarded two films on Saturday, too, making it 7 of the last 8 days). Even though I didn't get to de-twaddle my draft profile or en-sentencify my sketchy report, I at least started them. And made up two words.
Tomorrow I have errands around town, but I expect if I start early enough I can make the day useful.
Also, I'm trying to watch Carnivale (thank you, Sky Atlantic and Sky+!). All the plot and aesthetic and doom-apocalypse stuff is great, but may I state for the record that it's very difficult to concentrate on all those lovely HBO things when at any minute Tim DeKay might grumble his way into the frame, all sweaty and frustrated. Took a few episodes to notice how I was watching the show, and I feel compelled to confess my, ah, focused viewership.
*waves hand vaguely*
I had a
I'm supposed to submit a 500-word report on What I've Been Up To as one of the conditions of my funding here. Chances are slim we're talking point-form, so I've got to cough up complete sentences tomorrow. Ditto my research profile on the department website. I need complete sentences for that that don't sound like obfuscatory twaddle. Sigh.
New for this year: a dim, flickering, low-wattage clue-lightbulb (cluebulb?) finally clicked on. My funding is a salary. What I have is a research job will give me two years of financial stability in an uncertain market. Also, a PhD. But the immediate benefit is economic. I must treat this situation accordingly. I have an office where many others do not (merci, teaching); therefore, I make an appearance every day.
I've heard that goals become less achievable when they're shared, but I've managed to be in my office 6 out of the last 6 business days (and I stewarded two films on Saturday, too, making it 7 of the last 8 days). Even though I didn't get to de-twaddle my draft profile or en-sentencify my sketchy report, I at least started them. And made up two words.
Tomorrow I have errands around town, but I expect if I start early enough I can make the day useful.
Also, I'm trying to watch Carnivale (thank you, Sky Atlantic and Sky+!). All the plot and aesthetic and doom-apocalypse stuff is great, but may I state for the record that it's very difficult to concentrate on all those lovely HBO things when at any minute Tim DeKay might grumble his way into the frame, all sweaty and frustrated. Took a few episodes to notice how I was watching the show, and I feel compelled to confess my, ah, focused viewership.
(no subject)
Date: 2011-09-20 01:24 am (UTC)I can't offer much more than that right now, my brain is too tired. I could tell you lots about chemiluminescence and the Sun though.
And I know you'll get the words out. You're inventing words, so that's a good sign, right?