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kelly_chambliss) wrote2010-04-05 12:02 am
kelly_chambliss) wrote2010-04-05 12:02 am
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I'm Back, and Stuff
I'm home from my academic conference, where I had a fine time.
My paper went well; there were about 20 people in the audience (okay, 14 of them were my friends, but since I met most of them at this and similar conferences in years past, I think they count as attendees in a professional sense, too. We're all doing similar academic work). I heard some excellent papers overall, and for once, I did not buy a single book.
Every evening, I and three or four of my favorite women have a tradition of meeting in the hotel bar to drink and discuss academic and personal things. We enjoyed ourselves, even though two of us really horrified a third when we said that we had moral objections to the whole institution of marriage. "You don't mean it; that's just the demon rum talking," the third said, and ordered everyone another round.
I always feel academically energized after one of these events. Maybe I'll let go of my HP obsession long enough to write an article or two this summer.
The plane trips home were totally uneventful, but I was so tired once I unpacked that I took a nap for over three hours. I generally don't like naps, because I feel like a cranky child when I wake up, and I end up staying awake half the night. And sure enough, here it is 11:30 p.m. and I'm no longer sleepy (and I'd be irritable if given half an excuse). But I'm a night-owl who often stays up half the night anyway, so it doesn't matter.
Last year at this conference, I refused to pay the hotel's exorbitant daily internet rates and so had to rely on the kindness of free wifi cafes (of which there were few). The withdrawal pangs weren't worth the savings, so this year, I knuckled under to corporate greed and paid the fee. I didn't spend as much time on-line as I would have liked (there was drinking to be done), but I did have the chance to read a fic or two. So here is. . .
A Fic Rec: I've waxed rhapsodic here before about the Daily Deviant's March birthday bash, where people got to remix previous fic and art. Here's another fine and clever story, with witty hyperlink art and a sexual, confident Minerva: A Birthday Present
Other News from Minerva-World:
--Don't forget: prompt posting is going on at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
minerva_fest.
--This week's prompt atsnape100 (the Snape drabble community) is "Snape/McGonagall"! Now that I am writing-deadline free (for the moment), I may have to answer this siren call.
My paper went well; there were about 20 people in the audience (okay, 14 of them were my friends, but since I met most of them at this and similar conferences in years past, I think they count as attendees in a professional sense, too. We're all doing similar academic work). I heard some excellent papers overall, and for once, I did not buy a single book.
Every evening, I and three or four of my favorite women have a tradition of meeting in the hotel bar to drink and discuss academic and personal things. We enjoyed ourselves, even though two of us really horrified a third when we said that we had moral objections to the whole institution of marriage. "You don't mean it; that's just the demon rum talking," the third said, and ordered everyone another round.
I always feel academically energized after one of these events. Maybe I'll let go of my HP obsession long enough to write an article or two this summer.
The plane trips home were totally uneventful, but I was so tired once I unpacked that I took a nap for over three hours. I generally don't like naps, because I feel like a cranky child when I wake up, and I end up staying awake half the night. And sure enough, here it is 11:30 p.m. and I'm no longer sleepy (and I'd be irritable if given half an excuse). But I'm a night-owl who often stays up half the night anyway, so it doesn't matter.
Last year at this conference, I refused to pay the hotel's exorbitant daily internet rates and so had to rely on the kindness of free wifi cafes (of which there were few). The withdrawal pangs weren't worth the savings, so this year, I knuckled under to corporate greed and paid the fee. I didn't spend as much time on-line as I would have liked (there was drinking to be done), but I did have the chance to read a fic or two. So here is. . .
A Fic Rec: I've waxed rhapsodic here before about the Daily Deviant's March birthday bash, where people got to remix previous fic and art. Here's another fine and clever story, with witty hyperlink art and a sexual, confident Minerva: A Birthday Present
Other News from Minerva-World:
--Don't forget: prompt posting is going on at
minerva_fest.--This week's prompt at
snape100 (the Snape drabble community) is "Snape/McGonagall"! Now that I am writing-deadline free (for the moment), I may have to answer this siren call.
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Nice to have you back here, though ;-)) !
(I had a great time these last days, too )
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Sadly: No, two out of three not at home....the first time, that we were not complete; but the eldest had only just left for Munich, to take her oral master's examination, which she passed last Monday, and my son does have his first real girl-friend since a few months now, and choose to spend easter with her and her family in Berlin *sigh: one usually does loose sons to the other family....*
As the traditional cakes (yeast-dough, one filled with poppey-seed, the other with sour-cream) has been much too big for just the three of us, I simply had to share it with Susanne and her husband, didn't I *ggg* (which I did after volunteering to sing in the protestant mass, being rewarded by her playing Vierne on the big organ !!)
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The cakes sound lovely. I'm an absolute sucker for anything with poppyseeds in it. I may already have mentioned to you about my one trip to Munich, when I walked from one strudel stand to another, buying poppyseed slices. Delicious. I have a wonderful poppyseed cake recipe that I inherited from my mother -- dense and dark and moist, and I can eat practically the whole thing by myself.
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I was not so keen on sharing with Susanne's husband *gg*