One of the first things I was told when I arrived here was "slow down." I was also told not to worry about "breakneck American speed", whatever that was.
I am beginning to understand what is meant by "breakneck American speed".
Basically, if you know anybody in graduate school in the States, you know that they keep 15-20 hour days, are often wearing clothes from three days ago and look pretty ragged. Being a graduate student in the US is far from a glamorous thing - you'll often get looks of pity from other people when you tell them you're in graduate school! This is what I was expecting from graduate school in the UK - and was asking advice of people whom I had viewed as successful graduate students on surviving the journey. I had assumed that graduate school was a universal experience of intellectual masochism.
This is simply not how higher education works here. I was gearing up for 15-20 hour days of work only to find out that nobody would EVER do that! The postgrads I share an office with nearly fell out of their chairs when they heard that American grad students would work that much. In ONE DAY? they asked. They said that if I worked for six to eight hours a day "that would be a beautifully productive day" and that "I should go to the pub immediately". SIX TO EIGHT HOURS, you guys. (They do make a valid point, though - after a while, doesn't the quality of the work you produce go down? Well, yes...) Later I inquired about gaining access to the office over the weekend, and everyone stared at me. "Why would you come in over the weekend unless you had a giant deadline hanging over your head?" they asked. Because I have work to do? I don't know when they get anything done.
I try to show up at my office around 10 or 11 Monday through Friday and work until about 7 or 8 pm unless I have seminars to attend or meetings with people. When I go home I stop working. Not only is this unheard of in American-style grad school - or any American education system really, I am still being told I work too much! As it is, I am already pulling "ridiculous hours at the office"; I am almost always the first person to arrive. The other grad students think I am crazy for even attempting this.
It is arguably harder to slow down than it is to speed up. Given pressure, I think you can definitely learn how to do more work. (You might not like it, however.) But being told to do less work? I'm having such a hard time figuring out what i should DO with myself! I have a book that I have been working through slowly for one of my professors and could be working harder at, and I have other readings that I could be working on too. But no, I decided, I should take the weekend off. Or at least as much of it as I could bear. If you knew me in college, you know that I would do schoolwork every day except for Friday (I would sleep on Friday.)
So in an effort to slow down, on my first weekend after the semester started, I:
read a book for fun,
went to a farmer's market,
saw three bands play a gig,
went grocery shopping at two separate stores,
visited three art galleries,
scoped out a couple other art galleries,
looked into seeing some plays,
tried to hunt down some books I need for a class I joined,
walked to a new part of the city and back,
sent some emails,
typed up some drafts for future posts,
and read two articles and wrote a 500 word response
...all before 6pm on Sunday night. (Last weekend was quite similar.)
So much for slowing down! It's so strange to be told to relax. I've been working on it, though but I feel like I'm not not doing anything ever! As it is, I don't really have anything "due" at any specific date; I just sit and read and produce ideas. (I should point out that I don't really have classes that have things due - as an MRes student, I'm essentially a PhD student, but without the title.) I don't know what to do with all this free time. I suppose I should cultivate a hobby or seven.
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24 September 2010
living with the living
Hi friends! Lots of things have been going on and most of them have been sort of logistical and therefore probably very boring to hear about. Here are some basic things that are kind of interesting in a list.
1. The education system here is so different - almost everyone else in the English department is native to Scotland, if not Glasgow. It seems that you generally go to university near where you grew up and then you keep going there for your Masters and ultimately your PhD. This means I am one of the only people to have traveled to go here, and I am on a supreme learning curve when it comes to the department, the university, and life in Scotland in general.
2. Time is a cultural construct. (I know, I'm sorry.) I'm still working out what counts as "early" in the morning! I am working on getting my stomach on a food schedule - Here we get lunch around 1 or 2, go to the pub around five or six, and then eat dinner around eight or nine. I don't know how to sustain that! We had a department party last night, which involved a meeting for all English postgrads and a second meeting with a few other departments we're friendly with, both of which featured wine. Then a group of us went to the pub afterwards. When do you eat dinner in that? You've just had lunch, so you're not hungry, but by the time you leave the pub you are STARVING. (Translation: I was embarrasingly drunk.)
3. I had to apply for a Glasgow University library card, which was easy enough. However, this currently means that I have 5 library cards: the library in my hometown, UNH, Harvard, Strathclyde and Glasgow University. Additionally I have access to a bunch of networked libraries on the same systems (UNH is linked to the Greater Boston library system, for instance.) I would estimate right now that I have access to over thirty libraries, which is really exciting!
4. I was given an office, too. AN OFFICE. Well, it is more like a desk in a room of postgraduates but an office nonetheless. It makes me feel really important to say I have an office. I also have a computer, which is an ancient brick running windows XP.
5. I am quickly learning that this is not a very tech-oriented place. (Hey UNH folks, remember blackboard? I MISS IT. you read that right. Our @strath.ac.uk email goes through Outlook, and in order to have full functionality in the module you have to use Internet Explorer. No, I am not kidding about this.)
1. The education system here is so different - almost everyone else in the English department is native to Scotland, if not Glasgow. It seems that you generally go to university near where you grew up and then you keep going there for your Masters and ultimately your PhD. This means I am one of the only people to have traveled to go here, and I am on a supreme learning curve when it comes to the department, the university, and life in Scotland in general.
2. Time is a cultural construct. (I know, I'm sorry.) I'm still working out what counts as "early" in the morning! I am working on getting my stomach on a food schedule - Here we get lunch around 1 or 2, go to the pub around five or six, and then eat dinner around eight or nine. I don't know how to sustain that! We had a department party last night, which involved a meeting for all English postgrads and a second meeting with a few other departments we're friendly with, both of which featured wine. Then a group of us went to the pub afterwards. When do you eat dinner in that? You've just had lunch, so you're not hungry, but by the time you leave the pub you are STARVING. (Translation: I was embarrasingly drunk.)
3. I had to apply for a Glasgow University library card, which was easy enough. However, this currently means that I have 5 library cards: the library in my hometown, UNH, Harvard, Strathclyde and Glasgow University. Additionally I have access to a bunch of networked libraries on the same systems (UNH is linked to the Greater Boston library system, for instance.) I would estimate right now that I have access to over thirty libraries, which is really exciting!
4. I was given an office, too. AN OFFICE. Well, it is more like a desk in a room of postgraduates but an office nonetheless. It makes me feel really important to say I have an office. I also have a computer, which is an ancient brick running windows XP.
5. I am quickly learning that this is not a very tech-oriented place. (Hey UNH folks, remember blackboard? I MISS IT. you read that right. Our @strath.ac.uk email goes through Outlook, and in order to have full functionality in the module you have to use Internet Explorer. No, I am not kidding about this.)
14 September 2010
Not A Packing List: How To Compress Your Life Into Airport-Friendly Containers
As you read this, I am waist-deep in packing. I am terrible at packing - I save it all for the very last second, putting everything into random boxes without rhyme or reason, "to be sorted later"... and then "later" happens. It's kind of like unpacking and packing simultaneously. Luckily, I am not bringing a lot of things with me. Remember what you brought to your college apartment? Condense it to the bare minimum of things you need to survive without having to start 100% anew. (We are aiming for 75% anew.) Some of it simply isn't allowed on airplanes!
It comes down to this: I have a lot of objects. I bet you do too. The last time you moved, did you keep finding things that were yours that you can't get rid of it because you need it? These are the things that are so familiar that they are almost like breathing. They're on every back-to-school shopping list, crammed into every car moving back to campus.
Okay. Take all those things, put them in boxes, and put them aside. You are packing for an intercontinental journey which is going to last for at least 3 years!
There are lots of guides on the internet about how to pack for a 2-4 day business trip, a two-week-long vacation, and even some guides about how to pack for a semester abroad. Sadly, there are not guides to Packing For The Rest Of Your Life In A New Country. This would be very helpful. I do not have a host family; I am renting a room in a flat owned by the university. (Thankfully, this strange cultural thing of having graduate students be as on-campus as possible saves me the stress of finding my own apartment from many miles away.)
I am moving to Scotland with a suitcase, a duffel bag, and a backpack or two.
Here is a list of (some of!) the things that are NOT coming with me.
> cookware (pots/pans, measuring cups, mixing bowls, basic cooking tools)
> dinnerware (plates/bowls/utensils)
> drinkware/glassware*
> toiletries** (shampoo, conditioner, lotion, soap, etc)
> paper printer paper, notebooks. (they also use a different size paper than we do in the states/canada. our standard paper is 8.5x11 inches, they use A4, which is 8.27x11.69 inches. i must assimilate.)
> printer
> coffee pot
> laundry detergent
> bedding (sheets, pillows, comforter, blankets, foam padding)
> cleaning supplies
> extra furniture (side tables, chairs, etc)
> lighting
> books (i shipped my Essential Linguistics Textbooks Collection to one of my professors last week. everything else must stay.)
> dvd collection region 1 vs region 2 encoding /takes up too much space (i am eternally thankful that the invention of ipods means that i am not leaving my music collection behind due to space constraints.)
> trashcan
> desk supplies
> decorative things (certainly not all of them are coming. a select few, perhaps, might be. if you have ever been in my room at school, you know it certainly was a busy space.)
So, basically, I am bringing a year's worth of clothes, my computer, and not much else.
*I might be able to cram a few of these things into my luggage.
**This is complicated, as the water in the UK is different - heavier, almost - than American water. Therefore American products do not always react the same way leaving you feeling greasy and gross. Nobody believes me when i say this; it's hard to explain. You're just going to have to take my word on it.
I am arriving to Scotland with two days to run around crazed, buying as many of these things as possible before moving into my apartment. Mum is coming with me to help me move in, because God knows I do not have the ability to handle all of the necessary restocking by myself in under two days. It will be a giant game of Collect All The Things.
It comes down to this: I have a lot of objects. I bet you do too. The last time you moved, did you keep finding things that were yours that you can't get rid of it because you need it? These are the things that are so familiar that they are almost like breathing. They're on every back-to-school shopping list, crammed into every car moving back to campus.
Okay. Take all those things, put them in boxes, and put them aside. You are packing for an intercontinental journey which is going to last for at least 3 years!
There are lots of guides on the internet about how to pack for a 2-4 day business trip, a two-week-long vacation, and even some guides about how to pack for a semester abroad. Sadly, there are not guides to Packing For The Rest Of Your Life In A New Country. This would be very helpful. I do not have a host family; I am renting a room in a flat owned by the university. (Thankfully, this strange cultural thing of having graduate students be as on-campus as possible saves me the stress of finding my own apartment from many miles away.)
I am moving to Scotland with a suitcase, a duffel bag, and a backpack or two.
Here is a list of (some of!) the things that are NOT coming with me.
> cookware (pots/pans, measuring cups, mixing bowls, basic cooking tools)
> dinnerware (plates/bowls/utensils)
> drinkware/glassware*
> toiletries** (shampoo, conditioner, lotion, soap, etc)
> paper printer paper, notebooks. (they also use a different size paper than we do in the states/canada. our standard paper is 8.5x11 inches, they use A4, which is 8.27x11.69 inches. i must assimilate.)
> printer
> coffee pot
> laundry detergent
> bedding (sheets, pillows, comforter, blankets, foam padding)
> cleaning supplies
> extra furniture (side tables, chairs, etc)
> lighting
> books (i shipped my Essential Linguistics Textbooks Collection to one of my professors last week. everything else must stay.)
> dvd collection region 1 vs region 2 encoding /takes up too much space (i am eternally thankful that the invention of ipods means that i am not leaving my music collection behind due to space constraints.)
> trashcan
> desk supplies
> decorative things (certainly not all of them are coming. a select few, perhaps, might be. if you have ever been in my room at school, you know it certainly was a busy space.)
So, basically, I am bringing a year's worth of clothes, my computer, and not much else.
*I might be able to cram a few of these things into my luggage.
**This is complicated, as the water in the UK is different - heavier, almost - than American water. Therefore American products do not always react the same way leaving you feeling greasy and gross. Nobody believes me when i say this; it's hard to explain. You're just going to have to take my word on it.
I am arriving to Scotland with two days to run around crazed, buying as many of these things as possible before moving into my apartment. Mum is coming with me to help me move in, because God knows I do not have the ability to handle all of the necessary restocking by myself in under two days. It will be a giant game of Collect All The Things.
02 September 2010
The Dog Days Are Over
1. Happy September, blogotron readers! I am leaving for Scotland in two weeks. This is exciting! And terrifying! etc! I originally started this blog to write about grad school and my experiences living abroad and we are FINALLY GETTING THERE. In the meantime there are lots of feelings to process and many, many things to do. Soon there will be lots to blog about and probably not enough time to talk about it all. Thanks for sticking around even when things were boring. If you're new, welcome and thanks for dropping by!
2. I feel like I should mention this somewhere, but I can't figure out where else to put it. So - I guess I am putting it here. I have been to Scotland before, exactly once. In the summer of 2008, I went on a study abroad program through UNH at Cambridge University. It was a lot of fun, and one of the trips we could go on would bring us to Edinburgh for a weekend. While we were there, almost the entire group - myself included - had food poisoning, putting a bit of a damper on the whole experience. I distinctly remember feeling like hell but dragging myself down the Royal Mile, through a theatre festival, through The Scotch Whiskey Experience where we were given shots, through the Museum of Childhood, and trying to sleep on every available flat surface. (It was a strange time.) That was Day 1. (For the record, night #1 - prior to Day 1 - involved accidentally wandering into a Scottish punk club. It was awesome.)
By Day 2 I was feeling 100% better, and finally got to see the city - perhaps not in its entirety but significant portions of it. And I fell in love with Scotland. I felt like I was the only one who had fun, and I had completely forgotten about that until I revisited my diary from that trip. "You know how people talk about how they fall in love with a place the second they set foot there? That pretty accurately summarizes my feelings about Scotland. It was all so beautiful and so perfect; I could spend the rest of my life there. I was so immediately comfortable in a way I hadn't expected. I hope one day I get to go back."
GUESS WHAT, FORMER SELF. YOU ARE GOING BACK. Bet you didn't see that coming. This is going to be awesome.
2. I feel like I should mention this somewhere, but I can't figure out where else to put it. So - I guess I am putting it here. I have been to Scotland before, exactly once. In the summer of 2008, I went on a study abroad program through UNH at Cambridge University. It was a lot of fun, and one of the trips we could go on would bring us to Edinburgh for a weekend. While we were there, almost the entire group - myself included - had food poisoning, putting a bit of a damper on the whole experience. I distinctly remember feeling like hell but dragging myself down the Royal Mile, through a theatre festival, through The Scotch Whiskey Experience where we were given shots, through the Museum of Childhood, and trying to sleep on every available flat surface. (It was a strange time.) That was Day 1. (For the record, night #1 - prior to Day 1 - involved accidentally wandering into a Scottish punk club. It was awesome.)
By Day 2 I was feeling 100% better, and finally got to see the city - perhaps not in its entirety but significant portions of it. And I fell in love with Scotland. I felt like I was the only one who had fun, and I had completely forgotten about that until I revisited my diary from that trip. "You know how people talk about how they fall in love with a place the second they set foot there? That pretty accurately summarizes my feelings about Scotland. It was all so beautiful and so perfect; I could spend the rest of my life there. I was so immediately comfortable in a way I hadn't expected. I hope one day I get to go back."
GUESS WHAT, FORMER SELF. YOU ARE GOING BACK. Bet you didn't see that coming. This is going to be awesome.
17 August 2010
Things I Do Not Have III: Revenge of the UPS Guy
(I am sure you are tired of this. I'm sorry. I know I am, especially because I am fairly certain this title series is not getting any funnier. But this blog is about grad school and all things related...and this is certainly related. So here we are. If, somehow, you are missing part 1 and 2, scroll down a bit and start there.)
1. My computer
You guys, I would like to introduce you to someone. I'm writing this on my new computer! It arrived yesterday, which was alarming on the basis that at least UPS can do something right. We got to play the Remember All Your Passwords game for a while, and then we set forth on the arduous task of moving stuff between computers.
It actually wasn't that bad - when we got Beverly back, the nice folks at the computer repair place had taken the liberty of putting my hard drive in an external hard drive casing, so I could access all my files without any difficulty. (Beverly, that dear old gal, was very opinionated. If she decided she did not like what I was doing she would shut down. I bet she would have been jealous of this whole situation.) Obviously I nicknamed that hard drive "Beverly". (For the record I have not named this new computer yet, and it most certainly is not going to be Beverly II. That's just unfairly dooming it.) But I was pleased when I got the following message:
(Yes, I just anthropomorphized my (old) computer and its assorted innards. And you loved it.)
2. My Visa
I mean, we knew this was coming, right? Like, what would be the most unreasonable thing that could happen?
At 9 am yesterday we called UPS for confirmation that transcript had been delivered. Of course if you know anything about situational irony and/or you follow my life very comprehensively, you know what happened: they didn't know where it was. Again.
I am not entirely certain they ever had any idea where it was in the first place - how do you lose a piece of mail TWICE? I called the UK consulate for a flat rate of 3 US dollars per minute and listened to a British robot inform me that "all of our agents are currently assisting other customers" and that "we will answer your call in a few moments" for half an hour. I then e-mailed them (again), and faxed them a letter with everything my emails have said.
So now we are fucked, because in the very eloquent words of the UK Consulate:
If these documents [my UNH transcript] are not received by 13 August 2010 your application will be refused. In addition, if you fail to provide the correct documents as described above, we will assess your application based on what you have provided.
It is now 17 August 2010, which is decidedly not 13 August 2010. Hmm. That's not quite right, is it? I took my extra transcript that I had ordered to keep on file, which was no longer in its sealed envelope because I wanted to make sure it was right before we submitted it - and went down to the post office to express mail it, because it's all we have. Because UPS fucking lost my official sealed transcript, and now I will probably have to reapply, get my transcripts (again, though at least I know for this time), get my biometrics taken again and then we just might be driving ourselves over to the UK consulate in NYC to personally hand all of this to them so it will be filed all before September 18, which is the date that I am moving into my flat in Scotland, come hell or high water. Or bureaucracy parades.
As I am sure you can imagine, I was very proud of myself for not punching the UPS guy in the face when he showed up to deliver my computer later in the day.
3. Plane Tickets
We are not discussing this.
I give up. Here's a picture of the saddest kitten in the world.
I understand, buddy.
EDIT 8/17 1:40 PM!
Guess what came today! That's right, my original UPS shipment from Thursday! Apparently they couldn't read my handwriting, so it was deemed undeliverable. Um. If you insist - this doesn't account for the part where you don't know where it went for three days. Either way I suppose this whole debacle is technically my fault. I know I have terrible handwriting, but this is absurd.
You guys, I would like to introduce you to someone. I'm writing this on my new computer! It arrived yesterday, which was alarming on the basis that at least UPS can do something right. We got to play the Remember All Your Passwords game for a while, and then we set forth on the arduous task of moving stuff between computers.
It actually wasn't that bad - when we got Beverly back, the nice folks at the computer repair place had taken the liberty of putting my hard drive in an external hard drive casing, so I could access all my files without any difficulty. (Beverly, that dear old gal, was very opinionated. If she decided she did not like what I was doing she would shut down. I bet she would have been jealous of this whole situation.) Obviously I nicknamed that hard drive "Beverly". (For the record I have not named this new computer yet, and it most certainly is not going to be Beverly II. That's just unfairly dooming it.) But I was pleased when I got the following message:
(Yes, I just anthropomorphized my (old) computer and its assorted innards. And you loved it.)
2. My Visa
I mean, we knew this was coming, right? Like, what would be the most unreasonable thing that could happen?
At 9 am yesterday we called UPS for confirmation that transcript had been delivered. Of course if you know anything about situational irony and/or you follow my life very comprehensively, you know what happened: they didn't know where it was. Again.
I am not entirely certain they ever had any idea where it was in the first place - how do you lose a piece of mail TWICE? I called the UK consulate for a flat rate of 3 US dollars per minute and listened to a British robot inform me that "all of our agents are currently assisting other customers" and that "we will answer your call in a few moments" for half an hour. I then e-mailed them (again), and faxed them a letter with everything my emails have said.
So now we are fucked, because in the very eloquent words of the UK Consulate:
If these documents [my UNH transcript] are not received by 13 August 2010 your application will be refused. In addition, if you fail to provide the correct documents as described above, we will assess your application based on what you have provided.
It is now 17 August 2010, which is decidedly not 13 August 2010. Hmm. That's not quite right, is it? I took my extra transcript that I had ordered to keep on file, which was no longer in its sealed envelope because I wanted to make sure it was right before we submitted it - and went down to the post office to express mail it, because it's all we have. Because UPS fucking lost my official sealed transcript, and now I will probably have to reapply, get my transcripts (again, though at least I know for this time), get my biometrics taken again and then we just might be driving ourselves over to the UK consulate in NYC to personally hand all of this to them so it will be filed all before September 18, which is the date that I am moving into my flat in Scotland, come hell or high water. Or bureaucracy parades.
As I am sure you can imagine, I was very proud of myself for not punching the UPS guy in the face when he showed up to deliver my computer later in the day.
3. Plane Tickets
We are not discussing this.
I give up. Here's a picture of the saddest kitten in the world.
I understand, buddy.
EDIT 8/17 1:40 PM!
Guess what came today! That's right, my original UPS shipment from Thursday! Apparently they couldn't read my handwriting, so it was deemed undeliverable. Um. If you insist - this doesn't account for the part where you don't know where it went for three days. Either way I suppose this whole debacle is technically my fault. I know I have terrible handwriting, but this is absurd.
14 August 2010
Things I Do Not Have, Redux
1. My computer
Beverly is back! Well, kind of.
As I predicted, she had few problems with her logic board. On macs at least, the video card is part of the logic board. (I might not know everything about computers, like how to program them and build them, but I can recognize what parts are attached to other parts.) Basically the cost of an entirely new logic board + new hard drive as previously installed + LABOR = 1 new computer.
Since computers age in fruit fly years, Beverly was approximately 46821 years old (rough estimate. a fruit fly lifepsan is 10 human days, but then there was division and multiplication, so I made up a number). Rather than pay all that money for repair work on an ancient machine we bought a new computer. Beverly came back to me, a sad pile of metal and wires, soon to be retired forever. RIP Beverly! Have fun crashing in Mac Heaven!
2. My Visa
I mentioned that I needed to get my transcript from UNH to New York City in 7 days in my last post. Remember that I am a generally calm person.
This seemed doable. Okay! TIMELINE TIME.
FRIDAY 08/06 Notification arrives! Request 2 transcripts from UNH; one for my records and one for the British consulate. Remember that the weekend is coming up and the Registrar will probably not deal with it until Monday.
MONDAY 08/09 They have seen my request. If the registrar prints them and puts them in the mail today, they will arrive by Wednesday! It only takes two days for mail to get from MA > NH and NH > MA. Perfect!
WEDNESDAY 08/11 NO TRANSCRIPTS IN THE MAIL; commence panicking (see below). Anticipate the mail being hours late on Thursday, and then still not receiving transcripts. Anticipate not being able to fulfill British Government's demands. Request transcripts for pickup through Blackboard for Thursday.
THURSDAY 08/12: Nervously check the mail every 15 minutes from 9 am onward. (Feel like Dad.) Prepare to drive up to UNH if mail does not arrive by 11 am. Mail arrives at 10:55, with my transcripts; calm the fuck down. Sign envelope, write my application # on it, bring to UPS store to have it overnighted to NYC by Friday 08/13 as requested. Stop worrying! Call off impromptu trip to NH, go to Wheaton to work on research project.
FRIDAY 08/13 Resume panicking! No sign of delivery from UPS. Call UPS, find out they have no idea where my transcript is. They lost track of it somewhere after Shrewsbury, MA. Find out all of this at 4:30 PM! Offices close at 5! UPS guy says he will call back within the hour, as he is going to call ALL OF THE NEW YORK CITY DRIVERS UNTIL HE FINDS IT. UPS guy calls back - it is found but not yet delivered! Hastily e-mail the consulate explaining situation at hand and how it is not my fault.
MONDAY 08/16 UPS promises to have my transcript at British Consulate General by 9 am.
OK! I think we see a problem here. Namely that Monday August 16th is not Friday August 13th. So now I am back to worrying about my visa, because WHAT IF THEY TURN ME DOWN BECAUSE I DID NOT SEND THEM ENOUGH PAPER IN THE FIRST PLACE OH MY GOD. And by the way, it is their fault that I did not send my visa application in earlier. Oh, The Bureaucracy Parade, you are lots of fun!
3. Plane Tickets
As I think you have figured out by now, I still do not have plane tickets, as I am not allowed to buy those without a visa. If I try to do move to Scotland without one, I will eventually become an illegal alien in the UK, and that is generally frowned upon. I am only leaving in FIVE WEEKS. (Plane tickets are already expensive...they are going to be way more expensive than necessary at the rate we are going!)
Beverly is back! Well, kind of.
As I predicted, she had few problems with her logic board. On macs at least, the video card is part of the logic board. (I might not know everything about computers, like how to program them and build them, but I can recognize what parts are attached to other parts.) Basically the cost of an entirely new logic board + new hard drive as previously installed + LABOR = 1 new computer.
Since computers age in fruit fly years, Beverly was approximately 46821 years old (rough estimate. a fruit fly lifepsan is 10 human days, but then there was division and multiplication, so I made up a number). Rather than pay all that money for repair work on an ancient machine we bought a new computer. Beverly came back to me, a sad pile of metal and wires, soon to be retired forever. RIP Beverly! Have fun crashing in Mac Heaven!
2. My Visa
I mentioned that I needed to get my transcript from UNH to New York City in 7 days in my last post. Remember that I am a generally calm person.
This seemed doable. Okay! TIMELINE TIME.
FRIDAY 08/06 Notification arrives! Request 2 transcripts from UNH; one for my records and one for the British consulate. Remember that the weekend is coming up and the Registrar will probably not deal with it until Monday.
MONDAY 08/09 They have seen my request. If the registrar prints them and puts them in the mail today, they will arrive by Wednesday! It only takes two days for mail to get from MA > NH and NH > MA. Perfect!
WEDNESDAY 08/11 NO TRANSCRIPTS IN THE MAIL; commence panicking (see below). Anticipate the mail being hours late on Thursday, and then still not receiving transcripts. Anticipate not being able to fulfill British Government's demands. Request transcripts for pickup through Blackboard for Thursday.
THURSDAY 08/12: Nervously check the mail every 15 minutes from 9 am onward. (Feel like Dad.) Prepare to drive up to UNH if mail does not arrive by 11 am. Mail arrives at 10:55, with my transcripts; calm the fuck down. Sign envelope, write my application # on it, bring to UPS store to have it overnighted to NYC by Friday 08/13 as requested. Stop worrying! Call off impromptu trip to NH, go to Wheaton to work on research project.
FRIDAY 08/13 Resume panicking! No sign of delivery from UPS. Call UPS, find out they have no idea where my transcript is. They lost track of it somewhere after Shrewsbury, MA. Find out all of this at 4:30 PM! Offices close at 5! UPS guy says he will call back within the hour, as he is going to call ALL OF THE NEW YORK CITY DRIVERS UNTIL HE FINDS IT. UPS guy calls back - it is found but not yet delivered! Hastily e-mail the consulate explaining situation at hand and how it is not my fault.
MONDAY 08/16 UPS promises to have my transcript at British Consulate General by 9 am.
OK! I think we see a problem here. Namely that Monday August 16th is not Friday August 13th. So now I am back to worrying about my visa, because WHAT IF THEY TURN ME DOWN BECAUSE I DID NOT SEND THEM ENOUGH PAPER IN THE FIRST PLACE OH MY GOD. And by the way, it is their fault that I did not send my visa application in earlier. Oh, The Bureaucracy Parade, you are lots of fun!
3. Plane Tickets
As I think you have figured out by now, I still do not have plane tickets, as I am not allowed to buy those without a visa. If I try to do move to Scotland without one, I will eventually become an illegal alien in the UK, and that is generally frowned upon. I am only leaving in FIVE WEEKS. (Plane tickets are already expensive...they are going to be way more expensive than necessary at the rate we are going!)
11 August 2010
Things I Do Not Have, A List
1. My computer
I've had my computer for four years (or 438475 years in computer-years). I've had a couple problems with it - but I was also one of the macbook pro early adopters. Macbooks came out in 2006, which is when I was looking to buy a computer for college. So, I have an early model which probably doesn't have all the kinks ironed out. In the past six months, my mac would freeze or black out randomly in the middle of whatever I was doing. I nicknamed my computer Beverly, as she was old and crochety, with a mind of her own. (Plus it made me feel better to yell at something semi-animate: "God dammit, Beverly!") If she decided she didn't like what I was doing, she would shut down on me. It was frustrating, but something I could generally work around. I knew I had to get it fixed before I left for Scotland, but it's not the worst thing. I figured I had a video card problem, based on extensive Google searching.
Finally I took it in to get repaired a little over a week ago. Their solution was to give me a larger hard drive, because I had used too much of it. Too much of my hard drive? If you don't want me to use the space provided, don't give it to me! Anyway, they installed a bigger hard drive and left Beverly alone to her own devices over the weekend to copy my files over. Beverly did not like this and seized the opportunity to freeze again. So, now the computer repair people are trying to replicate the problem organically so they can fix it.
My well-documented hatred of handheld computer things - I barely use my cell phone, don't own an iPod touch and would never dream of owning a blackberry or iphone - means that I am really, really disconnected, more so than usual. I'm using my dad's computer in the meantime. It took me three days to figure out how New Word worked so I could write my column; I still haven't figured out how to save anything. I don't have any of my bookmarks, I don't have stumbleupon, and these computers don't have sound cards so I can't watch youtube. I don't even have wikipedia to look up stuff while I do my research! You guys, I don't know what to do! It is kind of like living in 2003, only with Windows 7. Come back to me, Beverly!
2. My Visa
I submitted a small forest of paper to the UK consulate in New York about two weeks ago, and was informed that there's a 15-day turnaround time for student visas. Last Friday I recieved an email telling me that I needed to submit my UNH transcript by 13 August 2010. This is reasonable, as it was how I got into Strathclyde in the first place. I can't actually get UNH to mail it to NY, because I have to mark a couple things on the envelope so it gets sent to the correct person. I requested my transcript that afternoon, and it has not arrived yet - usually mail to/from UNH takes about two days. It is now August 11th, and I need my transcript to be in their hands by Friday. SO! tomorrow I am driving up to UNH to pick up my transcripts directly from the registrar, overnighting them to NYC, driving back home and hoping this all goes through in time.
3. Plane Tickets
Without my visa, there's no point in searching for plane tickets. I'm not supposed to have tickets until I have my visa; part of the paper forest I had to submit was a proposed itinerary (this means my itinerary has to be approved by The Government.)
I LEAVE IN FIVE WEEKS.
Can you tell that I'm stressed about all of this?
I've had my computer for four years (or 438475 years in computer-years). I've had a couple problems with it - but I was also one of the macbook pro early adopters. Macbooks came out in 2006, which is when I was looking to buy a computer for college. So, I have an early model which probably doesn't have all the kinks ironed out. In the past six months, my mac would freeze or black out randomly in the middle of whatever I was doing. I nicknamed my computer Beverly, as she was old and crochety, with a mind of her own. (Plus it made me feel better to yell at something semi-animate: "God dammit, Beverly!") If she decided she didn't like what I was doing, she would shut down on me. It was frustrating, but something I could generally work around. I knew I had to get it fixed before I left for Scotland, but it's not the worst thing. I figured I had a video card problem, based on extensive Google searching.
Finally I took it in to get repaired a little over a week ago. Their solution was to give me a larger hard drive, because I had used too much of it. Too much of my hard drive? If you don't want me to use the space provided, don't give it to me! Anyway, they installed a bigger hard drive and left Beverly alone to her own devices over the weekend to copy my files over. Beverly did not like this and seized the opportunity to freeze again. So, now the computer repair people are trying to replicate the problem organically so they can fix it.
My well-documented hatred of handheld computer things - I barely use my cell phone, don't own an iPod touch and would never dream of owning a blackberry or iphone - means that I am really, really disconnected, more so than usual. I'm using my dad's computer in the meantime. It took me three days to figure out how New Word worked so I could write my column; I still haven't figured out how to save anything. I don't have any of my bookmarks, I don't have stumbleupon, and these computers don't have sound cards so I can't watch youtube. I don't even have wikipedia to look up stuff while I do my research! You guys, I don't know what to do! It is kind of like living in 2003, only with Windows 7. Come back to me, Beverly!
2. My Visa
I submitted a small forest of paper to the UK consulate in New York about two weeks ago, and was informed that there's a 15-day turnaround time for student visas. Last Friday I recieved an email telling me that I needed to submit my UNH transcript by 13 August 2010. This is reasonable, as it was how I got into Strathclyde in the first place. I can't actually get UNH to mail it to NY, because I have to mark a couple things on the envelope so it gets sent to the correct person. I requested my transcript that afternoon, and it has not arrived yet - usually mail to/from UNH takes about two days. It is now August 11th, and I need my transcript to be in their hands by Friday. SO! tomorrow I am driving up to UNH to pick up my transcripts directly from the registrar, overnighting them to NYC, driving back home and hoping this all goes through in time.
3. Plane Tickets
Without my visa, there's no point in searching for plane tickets. I'm not supposed to have tickets until I have my visa; part of the paper forest I had to submit was a proposed itinerary (this means my itinerary has to be approved by The Government.)
I LEAVE IN FIVE WEEKS.
Can you tell that I'm stressed about all of this?
21 July 2010
Dear Linguistics, YOUR LOVE IS MY DRUG
1. So I went on that job interview. And I didn't fuck it up ... until they very end!
I talked to the ladies who currently are Administrative Assistants-slash-Grammatical Editors; they gave me a cup of coffee, an article to edit, and a red pen. It's like my dream job interview! And apparently nobody's ever done that well on their practice document before, so they were a little bit floored. Basically, they were like "We really like you, we'll let you know by Friday. Is there anything else you want us to know?"
And I was all, "Well, I'm sorry that you didn't get back to me earlier in the summer when I had full availability; I can only do this part-time right now - I've been working (will be starting to work, ahem, whatever) with a professor at BU and then I'm moving to Scotland for grad school."
Lady: (jaw drop)"Well, thanks for taking the time to come in."
And then I walked out. I haven't felt that badass in a while.
2. SPEAKING OF BADASS (this is relative, perhaps if you are not me, you will not feel the same way)
I heard back from another professor I e-mailed recently. He's been busy wrapping up this project which is essentially a corpus of Old English Poetics and language "to detect relationships between, and structures within, poetic texts in [the] Old English [corpus]". He had been away for a week, which means he just got my e-mail and apologized if he missed out on having me on board due to this fact.
But he also warned me that
a) they had run out of funding
b) they were nearly finished with it
c) I AM ACTUALLY OVERQUALIFIED TO DO THIS.
3. Oh, and Sarah Palin called herself Shakespeare and I wrote about it.
YOU GUYS, THIS IS AWESOME.
I talked to the ladies who currently are Administrative Assistants-slash-Grammatical Editors; they gave me a cup of coffee, an article to edit, and a red pen. It's like my dream job interview! And apparently nobody's ever done that well on their practice document before, so they were a little bit floored. Basically, they were like "We really like you, we'll let you know by Friday. Is there anything else you want us to know?"
And I was all, "Well, I'm sorry that you didn't get back to me earlier in the summer when I had full availability; I can only do this part-time right now - I've been working (will be starting to work, ahem, whatever) with a professor at BU and then I'm moving to Scotland for grad school."
Lady: (jaw drop)"Well, thanks for taking the time to come in."
And then I walked out. I haven't felt that badass in a while.
2. SPEAKING OF BADASS (this is relative, perhaps if you are not me, you will not feel the same way)
I heard back from another professor I e-mailed recently. He's been busy wrapping up this project which is essentially a corpus of Old English Poetics and language "to detect relationships between, and structures within, poetic texts in [the] Old English [corpus]". He had been away for a week, which means he just got my e-mail and apologized if he missed out on having me on board due to this fact.
But he also warned me that
a) they had run out of funding
b) they were nearly finished with it
c) I AM ACTUALLY OVERQUALIFIED TO DO THIS.
3. Oh, and Sarah Palin called herself Shakespeare and I wrote about it.
YOU GUYS, THIS IS AWESOME.
09 May 2010
Q: Heather, what have you been up to, now that you have finished your thesis?
A: My post-thesis life has been rather uneventful.
1. From Tuesday at 12:45 PM until approximately 11 AM on Thursday I put a pause on my life to merely exist without any responsibilities or paper-writing (or, arguably, any thinking).
2. I started applying for jobs. I didn't have a resume until Thursday because there wasn't really a need for one, but now I do! Because I will have a BA, I have decided I was going to avoid working at Wal-mart or whatever, and instead try to get a job that will make me feel like a real person for a while... so I'm applying to be a receptionist/administrative assistant. This process mostly involves re-addressing my cover letter and occasionally mixing up what website I got their job posting from, only to realize AFTER having made a pdf and sending it. That's not especially professional!
3. I saw Girl Talk again. Gregg Gillis puts on one hell of a dance party!
Today is mother's day ... but Mom is currently in London with Dad at a stamp convention. Since I can't really say happy mother's day (my family, as a whole, is very bad at communication sometimes) to her at the moment, HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY MOM. you rock.
As we inch closer to graduation, groups are coming out of the woodwork to Celebrate! The other day I got an invitation to a Commencement reception from the Affirmative Action and Equity Office, celebrating me... how do you know about me, Affirmative Action and Equity Office? Apparently tomorrow I am being honored by the Office of Multicultural Student Affairs, too; I would like to point out that I don't do anything worthy of merit.
1. From Tuesday at 12:45 PM until approximately 11 AM on Thursday I put a pause on my life to merely exist without any responsibilities or paper-writing (or, arguably, any thinking).
2. I started applying for jobs. I didn't have a resume until Thursday because there wasn't really a need for one, but now I do! Because I will have a BA, I have decided I was going to avoid working at Wal-mart or whatever, and instead try to get a job that will make me feel like a real person for a while... so I'm applying to be a receptionist/administrative assistant. This process mostly involves re-addressing my cover letter and occasionally mixing up what website I got their job posting from, only to realize AFTER having made a pdf and sending it. That's not especially professional!
3. I saw Girl Talk again. Gregg Gillis puts on one hell of a dance party!
Today is mother's day ... but Mom is currently in London with Dad at a stamp convention. Since I can't really say happy mother's day (my family, as a whole, is very bad at communication sometimes) to her at the moment, HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY MOM. you rock.
As we inch closer to graduation, groups are coming out of the woodwork to Celebrate! The other day I got an invitation to a Commencement reception from the Affirmative Action and Equity Office, celebrating me... how do you know about me, Affirmative Action and Equity Office? Apparently tomorrow I am being honored by the Office of Multicultural Student Affairs, too; I would like to point out that I don't do anything worthy of merit.
22 April 2010
a time line
Presumably if you've been following my blog lately this post is a little bit unnecessary. But, whatever:
a month ago, I restarted my thesis from word one, page one.
three weeks ago, I started writing thesis 2.0
last week, I had a 17-page first draft
As of Monday afternoon, I sent my URC poster to print
As of yesterday morning, I had a URC poster
Tomorrow I'm presenting my research not once but twice!
and as of this weekend I will have a second draft.
even though the last few weeks have felt like this:
(you probably saw me wandering around campus looking like this)
I am pretty damn proud of myself for accomplishing so much in such a short period of time.
& a month from today i'll be graduating.
how does this happen!?
a month ago, I restarted my thesis from word one, page one.
three weeks ago, I started writing thesis 2.0
last week, I had a 17-page first draft
As of Monday afternoon, I sent my URC poster to print
As of yesterday morning, I had a URC poster
Tomorrow I'm presenting my research not once but twice!
and as of this weekend I will have a second draft.
even though the last few weeks have felt like this:
(you probably saw me wandering around campus looking like this)
I am pretty damn proud of myself for accomplishing so much in such a short period of time.
& a month from today i'll be graduating.
how does this happen!?
30 March 2010
The Cardinal Rules of Thesis Writing
seem to be as follows:
1. YOU ARE ALWAYS WRONG.
2. Can you do a b c e d f h i k l j m n o p q and r? i think it will make your argument stronger.
3. Don't try to do anything else ever. You didn't have anything else to do today, did you?
a. you can either sleep or eat. Choose one!
b. oh wait you had other classes, right? Can you still pass them without doing any work whatsoever?
c. unless you live with them, you will not see them. And even then it is unlikely.
d. HINT: if nobody is in the library it is probably a Thursday, Friday or Saturday.
4. this picture.
1. YOU ARE ALWAYS WRONG.
2. Can you do a b c e d f h i k l j m n o p q and r? i think it will make your argument stronger.
3. Don't try to do anything else ever. You didn't have anything else to do today, did you?
a. you can either sleep or eat. Choose one!
b. oh wait you had other classes, right? Can you still pass them without doing any work whatsoever?
c. unless you live with them, you will not see them. And even then it is unlikely.
d. HINT: if nobody is in the library it is probably a Thursday, Friday or Saturday.
4. this picture.
11 March 2010
intra-research: some thoughts & questions
1. This is the one-year anniversary of my prefix research, sort of; to be honest I don't really remember when the due date for my research proposal was last year, but I recall it being in early March before spring break. (I want to say it was March 5th, but I'm alright with finding something in the middle of the month. I know that my proposal was accepted in early April.) Happy one year, prefixes! It's been fun.
2. speaking of which: HOW IS SPRING BREAK STARTING TOMORROW i'm so confused. I feel like I just careened directly into spring break. After spring break is April, and after April is May. And then my thesis is due, and then I graduate. When did time get faster?
3. Originally my spring break plans involved a presentation of my prefix research at the McGill International Undergraduate Linguistics Conference, but they decided they weren't interested in my cutting-edge research. Their loss... what I'm doing is exciting. So I guess I'm going home for a week. (The downside of living in a dorm is that I occasionally get kicked out of my living space for brief periods of time. It doesn't happen a lot, which is nice; though I really would prefer to stay here so I can keep working - I have a system, and it's been fairly effective. )
4. Who invented peach soda? and why does it not actually taste like peaches?
2. speaking of which: HOW IS SPRING BREAK STARTING TOMORROW i'm so confused. I feel like I just careened directly into spring break. After spring break is April, and after April is May. And then my thesis is due, and then I graduate. When did time get faster?
3. Originally my spring break plans involved a presentation of my prefix research at the McGill International Undergraduate Linguistics Conference, but they decided they weren't interested in my cutting-edge research. Their loss... what I'm doing is exciting. So I guess I'm going home for a week. (The downside of living in a dorm is that I occasionally get kicked out of my living space for brief periods of time. It doesn't happen a lot, which is nice; though I really would prefer to stay here so I can keep working - I have a system, and it's been fairly effective. )
4. Who invented peach soda? and why does it not actually taste like peaches?
21 January 2010
Longest winter break ever is long.
Dear UNH,
Thanks for the longest winter break ever... but seriously now. It's time for this J-Term charade to end.
Listlessly,
Heather
10 SIGNS THAT WINTER BREAK IS TOO LONG
1. Everyone else has gone back to school!
2. You are facebook-stalking...
a) people whom you barely know in real life
b) people who are/have been Big-Deal students on your campus
c) people you went to high school with, but never actually liked and/or talked to
3. You find random people's blogs, read them, and then actively follow them
4. Texts from last night, the aforementioned blogs, etc could count as required reading
5. You start reading a book because, well, it's something to do ... and you read maybe the first hundred pages or so
6. You hit the stumbleupon button six times a minute -- surely there must be something new and interesting on the internet today
7. You have watched the complete series of four TV shows
8. Your hard drive runs out of space from downloading new music
9. The places you would normally go just to get out of the house are looking less like options; you've been there enough that it might look like you're creeping on the establishment
10. It is 7:40 am and you are still awake (why wake up for daytime? you may as well stay up all night and sleep all day anyway...!) (why yes, this did happen today, thanks for asking.)
Thanks for the longest winter break ever... but seriously now. It's time for this J-Term charade to end.
Listlessly,
Heather
10 SIGNS THAT WINTER BREAK IS TOO LONG
1. Everyone else has gone back to school!
2. You are facebook-stalking...
a) people whom you barely know in real life
b) people who are/have been Big-Deal students on your campus
c) people you went to high school with, but never actually liked and/or talked to
3. You find random people's blogs, read them, and then actively follow them
4. Texts from last night, the aforementioned blogs, etc could count as required reading
5. You start reading a book because, well, it's something to do ... and you read maybe the first hundred pages or so
6. You hit the stumbleupon button six times a minute -- surely there must be something new and interesting on the internet today
7. You have watched the complete series of four TV shows
8. Your hard drive runs out of space from downloading new music
9. The places you would normally go just to get out of the house are looking less like options; you've been there enough that it might look like you're creeping on the establishment
10. It is 7:40 am and you are still awake (why wake up for daytime? you may as well stay up all night and sleep all day anyway...!) (why yes, this did happen today, thanks for asking.)
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