One month

Today it's one month till my flight back to the U.S. That means just one more month to research. That means just one more month to sadly pine away! Pine away into a slumped lump in a corner, with a fading flower in my hair.

You know how you were worried when you decided to go to grad school because professors are so socially bizarre? I was worried about this. I wrote a note and hid it somewhere that said that when I start to get weird, people should tell me. Now I think it is for sure happening. For example, I have started this Radius Prohibited Area which is a 5-foot-radius area around my body that people are not supposed to enter. You, reader, are one of 3 people who know about the RPA so as you can imagine people enter it all the time, like on the subway or in the grocery store line. Sigh.

Also, and I'm so sorry that Dissertation Year isn't more political, but please note that finally (this year, I think) the U.S. media is forced to write about global climate change (CRISIS) as a scientific fact, and now even U.S. government representatives to a U.N. commission had to agree. We are talking about a major major world-wide problem and big changes to our way of life if we don't do something. Please tell a friend.