jocelyncee | Much, much to do. (Reply)

And gratefully, I have a bit of time to do it in.

For once, I've actually managed to read my friends' page, thanks to

bluecanarykit leaving hers up and my dear one not getting off work until about 8-8:30 tonight. In so doing, I managed to leave a few snark-filled comments on

scans_daily, see some fun cats on

bentolunch, and read stuff what made me think on a couple of journals, the extents of which are to be detailed here.

First,

prettywendylady posted an.. interesting.. meme. I'm going to use it for fodder on the geek blog, since that's where all my feminism training goes.

EDIT: My first post is here [scroll down, it's about the third item]. This whole deal has spawned another post, this one much more analytical than the first, which will be published as soon as I get permission from

prettywendylady to quote her. If she doesn't want to be quoted, I'll go from there.

Secondly,

hillarygayle posted a letter to the editor from the Jonesboro Sun, which I find particularly entertaining and, well, instructive, if you want to find out the kind of place I grew up with. Apparently, in spite of all evidence to the contrary, global warming is a joke.

Also, I should clue all you, my friends and readers, into the change that has knocked my balance around somewhat. The faculty at Unnamed University where I'm getting my M.A. has decided that they are "not confident I would finish a dissertation", and therefore have declined to recommend me for the Ph.D.

I found this out a week ago, and was... disappointed, hurt, and my pride was a bit wounded.

I've not been deterred from doing a Ph.D. somewhere else, however. What this means is that I wouldn't fit into their program, which is a feeling I've been getting for some time now (two years or so), when I am willing to admit it to myself. The short version: There's not a faculty adviser who could help me study what I want to study, and there's not enough variety/flexibility in the program itself to allow me to do so in the first place.

I'm not willing to spend my time trying to manipulate the education I want from a university that can't give it too me. No blood from a stone, so to speak.

So the next little while will be spent in contemplation, deciding what I want to do, and where I need to go to get that done. My dearest one is supporting me 100%, and willing to follow, if moving is necessary to my fulfillment.

More on that situation as it arises.

Finally, I ran into something fun: