End of May Update

It’s been two weeks since my last post, and I’ve been wanting to write the whole time. Between teaching and having a newborn, however, it’s tough to find the time. I’ve been wanting to write about some of the books I’ve read lately, both good and very mediocre, and after seeing it for the first time tonight, I am very eager to write about the catastrophe that is the film Happy Feet. Alas, I will have to wait on these things because, rather than writing a lengthy post, I should be sleeping. Rare is the morning that part of me isn’t ready to burst into tears at the thought of getting up.

Instead of getting into something very detailed, I will just say that life is on the whole going quite well. It’s hard to fathom that in two-and-a-half months, I’ll be living in Tallahassee. And for a minimum of four years! Seriously, that’s mind blowing. And stressful. But I whine about my stresses all too often, so let me eschew that for the time being.

The other day, I had a student, Maximilian*, who planned on meeting with me. I was waiting in my “office” in the philosophy department, and while I waited, I was looking up information about Tallahassee online. I thought to myself, “You should ask Maximilian if he’s ever been to Tallahassee. On the off chance that he has been, maybe he can tell you something about it.” Well, I didn’t ask Maximilian about Tallahassee, but he happened to ask if I was about to start my Ph.D. program. I told him I was going to start my Ph.D. program in the fall at Florida State University. So Maximilian says, “Oh really? I lived in Tallahassee for 9 years**!” I told Maximilian I wouldn’t mind bothering him with questions about Tallahassee at some point, and he was very receptive of that. He even offered to draw*** me a map of Tallahassee and go over it with me sometime. Pretty cool, eh?

By Tuesday, final exams for Junemester**** will be over. I hope I can write less***** frequently at that time, but really I should be working on my Lexus******. We’ll smell*******.

* Name has been changed to protect the student’s anonymity (and perhaps anatomy). Speaking of which, why don’t they ever use fun names like Maximilian when they change names to protect a person’s identity? Why say something boring like Bob?

**Number of years has been changed to protect the student’s anonymity. The actual number of years he lived in Tallahassee is 10.

***Verb has been changed to protect the student’s anonymity. He really said he would give me a map. He has no plans to draw it himself.

****Name of semester has been changed to protect the anonymity of all of my students. It’s really called Maymester.

*****Adverb has been changed to protect my antipathy. I really meant “more.”

******Noun has been changed to protect my animosity. I’m really talking about my master’s thesis.

*******Verb has been changed to protect my continuity. I really meant “see.”