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Stomach of doom!
Feb. 15th, 2005 02:35 pmOwww. I am in pain. It hurts. I am unable to be more coherent about anything. Alas. I think I may never be able to eat anything again. Ever. In life.
Conference organization continues apace, however. Meeting went well, and I've made the flier. Now I just need to edit my paper, so that it actually fits the conference theme. Somehow I have to make alchemy applicable to Sex and/or Death. We picked that as a conference theme because we figured that a) Sex sells and b) Everyone has papers about these topics, right? Except me apparently. I did consider writing a whole new paper about BDSM in Measure for Measure but it seemed like too much work. Now I am attempting to figure out which will be a better Jane Austen paper - comparing her to Oscar Wilde? Or maybe the cyclical popularity of Regency romances? (The two popularity spikes were in the 1930's - and now - what does that say?) Or perhaps themes of bondage, discipline, and flogging in Miss Austen's romantic relationships. I won't be caught napping the next time someone wants a paper on sex, damn it.
And it is the most beautiful day outside ever - as opposed to yesterday's monsoon. Why, I ask you? Why? Why did I have to squelch around with a rebellious umbrella and squelchy jeans? Can I never be allowed some dignity? Had a very lovely evening, nevertheless, possibly by sheer force of will on both our parts.
I am seeing Closer on Friday with Tami. Only a few months late.
And I must now go write about Proust. I still haven't read any. This should be interesting.
Conference organization continues apace, however. Meeting went well, and I've made the flier. Now I just need to edit my paper, so that it actually fits the conference theme. Somehow I have to make alchemy applicable to Sex and/or Death. We picked that as a conference theme because we figured that a) Sex sells and b) Everyone has papers about these topics, right? Except me apparently. I did consider writing a whole new paper about BDSM in Measure for Measure but it seemed like too much work. Now I am attempting to figure out which will be a better Jane Austen paper - comparing her to Oscar Wilde? Or maybe the cyclical popularity of Regency romances? (The two popularity spikes were in the 1930's - and now - what does that say?) Or perhaps themes of bondage, discipline, and flogging in Miss Austen's romantic relationships. I won't be caught napping the next time someone wants a paper on sex, damn it.
And it is the most beautiful day outside ever - as opposed to yesterday's monsoon. Why, I ask you? Why? Why did I have to squelch around with a rebellious umbrella and squelchy jeans? Can I never be allowed some dignity? Had a very lovely evening, nevertheless, possibly by sheer force of will on both our parts.
I am seeing Closer on Friday with Tami. Only a few months late.
And I must now go write about Proust. I still haven't read any. This should be interesting.
