June 17, 2008
yep. it's official.
Ye olde acadeee now lives in a new space:
http://academom.wordpress.com
I'll be posting there from now on. I still have some sprucing to do, but it'll do for now.
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June 12, 2008
on the move
So, I spent a lot of today thinking and messing with this blog, wondering where to put it and exporting and importing experimentally, etc.
I was pretty sure I was planning on moving things over to Wordpress, whose free service has been my favorite for hosting course blogs and for setting other people up with their own spaces.
The deal breaker is that I cannot put my twitter feed into a free Wordpress blog; I must host it myself to run the scripts. Wah. So I'm kind of now wondering if I'll scrape up the money for server space and domain registration...but then I'd be unsure if I would want to continue with Movable Type, or what... I like Movable Type, although I find it to be just past what my regular intuition can mess with every six months. That is, every time I want to do something, I have to kind of relearn it all, and then because it took me so long to figure things out, I rarely go back in, which of course makes it even harder when I *must* go in and do some futzing. In other words: I'm lazy, gimmee some good ol' wysiwyg GUI, gimmee some drag 'n drop. So.
So, I've still done nothing. But in the next few days, as I continue to procrastinate with the revisioning, I expect to have a snazzy new space.
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June 11, 2008
shit! I missed it
I totally missed my blogiversary.
Two days ago, this here blog turned FOUR. Four whole years I've been writing in this here space.
Holy crap, guys. Four years.
Posted by mryonker at 11:04 PM | Comments (4)
small fleeting paralysis
So.
I'm moving in three weeks.
I've never, really ever, lived in one place as long as I've been here in CNY. Growing up, we moved just about every year, sometimes staying two years, and ironically, staying three once J, my stepdad, began working for the Department of Defense.
I am a moving-kinda gal, in the sense that picking up from one house and moving to another, wrenching myself from one neighborhood and one school to work my way into another, became very normal for me. In fact, I remember being in 8th grade (Thomas Jefferson in Waukegan, IL, if you care to know), and because I'd been there for 7th grade as well, I felt like things were a little off for me. People knew me too well.
But soon after that strange feeling of "too familiar" crept up on me, we moved to Kenosha, WI, where I finished the last 8 weeks of junior high. My teachers were appalled, mostly, that my parents couldn't wait for the school year to finish, but I was happy. All was right with the world; we were moving again.
As an adult, I have moved pretty regularly as well, mostly trading small town houses for single-families as my own family grew, but also in service of my own figuring out what to do "when I grew up."
I have really really loved living here. I don't much care for the extreme weather, but when it comes down to it, anywhere I go there will be *something* I can complain about. Which also reminds me that where ever I go, I can be equally happy, as long as I'm looking in the right places.
Still, though, I'm feeling a bit of paralysis now, sitting in my dining room, surrounded by packages from Amazon of books I need to read (or, look at for an hour or so) for making diss revisions. The windows are open, the sun is patterning itself on the floor, and I'm thinking about packing and U-hauls and the sun hitting a new floor in a different pattern. I'm thinking about finding friends. What used to be easy for me to do as a child ("Hi, I'm new. Can I jump rope, too?") seems untenable in adulthood ("Hi, I'm new. Can my kids play with your kids, and will your husband talk about hockey with my husband, and will you go running with me??").
*sigh*
Don't get me wrong. I'm thrilled to be moving. This (paralysis, anxiety), too, shall pass. But the prospect of, the getting ready for, the doing of, etc, has me mildly wanting to lay on the couch with my eyes shut.
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June 09, 2008
new food obsession--elvis nachos
This one really reflects my personality when it comes to food: I *want* to be a healthy, crunchy-granola, flax-seed eating nutrition zealot.
But I am WEAK. Weak I tell you.
So, what I have eaten at least once a day for the last week starts out sounding wonderfully good for you, and then BANG, the not-so-secret last ingredient pretty much ruins it for being tagged as "healthy."
Quarter a whole wheat pita and toast it.
Glob (or dab, as you prefer) peanut butter on each toasted quarter. I like Skippy Natural.
Slice one banana, willy-nilly, over the top of the peanut-butter globbed quarters.
(And this is where the sane person would stop. Me = non sane.)
Take a handful of potato chips and throw them on top of the bananas.
The result is a plate full of nacho-like wonderfulness.
And of course: eat over the sink. Or, in front of your Google Reader, taking care not to glob the pb on your keyboard.
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June 05, 2008
the *real* marathon training season
As D illustrates today in one of her signature acronym-busting posts, finding a proper marathon training schedule can be as painful as the training itself. Well, not really, but it sounded good.
But it's only hard if you want to do something silly, like PR or BQ or run the damn thing under 5 hours. None of which I am particularly interested in doing*.
Anyway, since I've officially drafted an entire dissertation (let's not get too excited here: much much much revision will be necessary), I'm rewarding myself with a full-marathon registration (the Wineglass in October), since now I will ostensibly feel less guilty spending 10 hours on my weekends running. Also, I've been able to convince Rb to run it with me--which adds a good deal of incentive for me to train.
Normally I go with the old standby, Hal Higdon, using the either the beginner or first intermediate mileage schedule, depending on how much of a wuss I feel like when I begin the training. This time I'm going to change it up, and go with this schedule, which clumps the mileage up a little more than Higdon's and has at least two days of rest a week. Something I've noticed about my running is that I do really well if I let myself rest, and that I'm most prone to injury when I run for several days without an off day. Last year D and I ran a crazy streak, where we went every day for like 90 days**. I put myself out of commission for Buffalo in 2007 and ended up only running the half. (D of course, with her amazing biomechanics, extended the streak much longer than I could, and was still able to run the full.)
So, this schedule emphasizes the days off, some weeks giving me THREE days off. My kind of training. ;) It starts on Sunday, and I am utterly and ridiculously giddy about the prospect.
*OK, it would be nice to run another sub-5 marathon, since I've only successfully done so one other time.
**This is probably exaggeration. I'm not hunting into the archives to confirm the exact days.
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June 03, 2008
yet another reason...
...to rejoice that this administration is on its way out.
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June 02, 2008
so close, and yet so far
After I finish the introduction today, which I should, considering its close-to-completion, I will have written an entire first draft of my dissertation.
And boy, is it still a mess (hence, the title of this post).
I'm back drinking coffee to ward off the yawns, eating to avoid the boredom of sitting in the same place all day, and running in the morning to make sure my body is tired enough to fall asleep at night.
The house, now that a contract is in the works, is slowly regressing back into a state of cluttered messiness, especially as I've taken back my favorite end of the dining room table.
Lucky for me, the kids have a new hobby:
Killing the planet with two-stroke engines.
It's only interesting for about the first minute.
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