Thanks to
elizabeg I've come to follow the after-dark doings of UCLA graduate students like
mathmagic -- who gets extra credit for eating her way out of hangover while watching football -- and
tropicopolitan -- who has a knack for party photography. It really does make me nostalgic for my own pre-qualifying exam experiences. Unfortunately, even though I'm otherwise am excellent documentarist, I have very few concrete souvenirs of my erstwhile festivating. You see, at the parties I attended, way up at UCLA's older sister of an institution, I was rarely in the portion of the room that people would allow to be photographed. Sometimes possession really is 9/10 of the law. . .
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Thanks for the shout-out though - I'm finding ways to avoid hangovers entirely through judicious eating. Though bacon helps a lot.
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Spent last night trying to enforce bloggerly self-control, forcing myself to read 19thC psychology instead of thinking through the grad school underworld. Trouble was everything I was reading was on habits of adolescent male sexuality. Yeah. So I didn't get very far.
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:)
And unrelatedly, must also remember some boys do in fact know how to use telephones, evidence to the contrary notwithstanding. Because then I wouldn’t have to retrospectively ask myself things like wtf was I thinking not giving neurobiology boy my number even though he didn’t ask for it.
Dissertation on said topics forthcoming over email. But first, to the books!