You haven't even SEEN my procratsination technique yet

I am awarding myself an ironic award tonight for completing TWO. WHOLE. SENTENCES. in my dissertation. (Four if you count the two I added and then deleted. [Also. There were like ten hours between each of those steps.] Six if you count the false starts too.)

In OTHER news: I am re-doing my Detective Fiction syllabus for next term. ( WAFFLE ABOUT TEACHING UNDER THE CUT. I HAVE SO MANY FEEEEEELINGS ABOUT TEACHING. AND THOUGHTS. FEEEEELINGS AND THOUGHTS. )

OK. That's enough waffle about teaching.

Other news: fabulous roommates and I are sticking together for another year (yay!), we're also getting Family Holiday Portraits at JC Penney this week because two out of four of us (me!) have never done so before (yay!), and the semester is almost over (YAAAAAAY!).

On the other hand, I am almost finished with Stargate: Atlantis (BOOOOOO!) and am already feeling Rodney withdrawal. I just....I love him. Lots. With all of my many Feelings and Thoughts. I always talk to my TV when I watch, yeah, but I stopped using his name at all like a hundred episodes ago (<--hyperbole to my left) and have started, at first unconsciously, referring to him primarily as "Babe." As if I was Danny and he was my Steve. I am H50-ing my love for him. It's crazy pants up in my head, is what I'm saying.

Look at this now:

THERE ARE TIMES WHEN I AM A BOOK GEEK. THIS IS ONE OF THEM.

SO. HI. YES. I HAVE BEEN IN CAPSLOCK FOR LIKE FIVE HOURS NOW. NOT LIKE LITERALLY OR WHATEVER BUT IN MY HEART, RIGHT, BECAUSE. I FOUND THE PERFECT THINGS.

Breathe.

I was doing the research for my syllabus for next term to avoid writing my dissertation again--whoops--but. BUT. I found this book:



And I was like


BUT. THEN THERE WERE MORE OF THEM.


THERE'S A WHOLE SERIES OF POP CULTURE AND PHILOSOPHY BOOKS THAT WILL MAKE MY TEACHING LIFE FULL OF HAPPINESS AND UNICORNS. ALSO. I WANT TO DANCE IN A FIELD OF RAINBOWS WITH THESE BOOKS.