Is it Friday yet?
OK, only 16 more university class sessions to go - 48 more hours. I can do this.
I don't get to feel unappreciated at my university anymore.
One prof: "Hi, ME, you always make me think too, so yes, let's do try to find time for coffee." [Last year we had tea at her house before we both left for our respective summer destinations, and it was really ... enriching? Fun? Interesting? I hold her in tremendous regard, and she definitely withholds the praise, so to hear this from her is really someting to me.]
Another: "Well, I read your proposal with interest, and it sounds like a very good project to me." [I have good ideas! I want to do important work! This is great!]
I think though that I'm considerably more attractive when a memory than a reality. These profs HAD me in the past - the ones currently handling me are less ... thrilled with the H-quotient. They're cool - one walked to coffee with me yesterday and then waited to walk back with me. But they don't know me, and they don't know what to think. The one tonight thought I talked too much, but I think I was just more astute about the class - it's only the second session and not everybody felt like talking - so I would wait and look at reactions, and then jump in to get things going, then jump back in to keep them going. Shrug. I can be cool quiet, too, if she prefers. If she keeps bringing mom-made cookies, I'll keep my trap chewing all night long.
Oh, and I picked up a foreign man tonight. Well, we chatted it up at the Student Rec Center - he's from Korea and learning English, and it was interesting to talk (especially because he thought I was so interesting). As Amy used to say about me, "[ME] doesn't do domestic."
OK, time to finish the salad and get to reading.
I don't get to feel unappreciated at my university anymore.
One prof: "Hi, ME, you always make me think too, so yes, let's do try to find time for coffee." [Last year we had tea at her house before we both left for our respective summer destinations, and it was really ... enriching? Fun? Interesting? I hold her in tremendous regard, and she definitely withholds the praise, so to hear this from her is really someting to me.]
Another: "Well, I read your proposal with interest, and it sounds like a very good project to me." [I have good ideas! I want to do important work! This is great!]
I think though that I'm considerably more attractive when a memory than a reality. These profs HAD me in the past - the ones currently handling me are less ... thrilled with the H-quotient. They're cool - one walked to coffee with me yesterday and then waited to walk back with me. But they don't know me, and they don't know what to think. The one tonight thought I talked too much, but I think I was just more astute about the class - it's only the second session and not everybody felt like talking - so I would wait and look at reactions, and then jump in to get things going, then jump back in to keep them going. Shrug. I can be cool quiet, too, if she prefers. If she keeps bringing mom-made cookies, I'll keep my trap chewing all night long.
Oh, and I picked up a foreign man tonight. Well, we chatted it up at the Student Rec Center - he's from Korea and learning English, and it was interesting to talk (especially because he thought I was so interesting). As Amy used to say about me, "[ME] doesn't do domestic."
OK, time to finish the salad and get to reading.
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