I can bitch the best at your social do's...

In honor of my return to Boston for a few days to visit my friend, Greg, I thought I would return to the old ways of describing how I have wasted my time... Enjoy! (Unless you're not Greg...in which case you will likely not find any of this even remotely funny)

But the fantasy remains, you better come back to earth again...

Ok...so you don't actually want to know the ways that I waste my time today (although, if you would like to engage with me about the differences in definition, theory, method, etc. between Durkheim, Weber, Eliade, and Geertz...let me know), but that doesn't mean I can't find a way for at least one of my daily activities to be a total time waster. Thus, I introduce a new segment entitled....

Is it worth the waiting for? If we live 'til eighty-four?

Welcome back to another installment of "what the hell is with this poster on the back of a bathroom stall?" This one was found on the first floor of the library. New stall, new poster, same scathing critique...

Kissed a few with sticky shoes, our cartoon show is broke...

Oh, you don't even want to know how I wasted time today... (unless, of course, you do...in which case you can proceed to what follows after the jump...)

When you want to go to it...when you want to come...

I read this article yesterday about how graduate students need to give themselves a break every once in a while and I've really taken the message to heart. I believe, however, that the article lacks specificity. So, to help clarify, let me offer more concrete examples of how to relax based on my own experiences over the past few days while in Florida with my mother, visiting my brother, sister-in-law, and two nieces, aged 3 years and 3 months.

Take my hand, I'll show you a lifetime of days, years...

An open letter to JSTOR...

Even when you're feeling warm, the temperature could drop away...

The "how I wasted my time today" blog theme is back, although in a slightly different format. As I settle in to begin studying for exams, I'm finding myself returning to utterly worthless musings (although of an entirely different sort) and here you will be able to find ridiculous ways to waste your time thinking about things that don't matter and no one cares about. It's good to be back...