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  <title>Cute like the smart girl</title>
  <subtitle>Thoughts on stuff.  You know.</subtitle>
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    <name>Moon Child</name>
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  <updated>2008-07-06T04:32:21Z</updated>
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    <title>mfh @ 2008-07-05T21:25:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-06T04:32:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-06T04:32:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I keep intending to post something thoughtful and tell anyone who was, not to worry about me. I'm really quite fine now, just moved by the video I posted, for the reason I posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I'm too exhausted to really write something thoughtful and meaningful like I'd like to. I was traveling from Tuesday, June 24 through Wednesday, July 2. Then I worked on the 3rd, then I slept and slept and slept. Full night on Thursday, 3 hour nap yesterday, then full night again last night. Now I'm tired again. Today we took a woman from New Zealand to the &lt;a href="http://www.computerhistory.org/"&gt;Computer History Museum&lt;/a&gt; and saw the Babbage Difference Machine. It was the most geek-dense experience I've had... possibly ever. I'm considering giving extra credit to my students who go see it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thought: you never know what acts of kindness will resonate with someone else. I am quite sure that the friend I mentioned in the last post has no idea of his impact in my life. I re-connected with another friend since that post. The thing I most remember about him was an incredible act of support at a time when I needed it. (He offered to let me move in with him when I was terrified to live in the place I was paying rent.) He told me that he remembers me similarly - that is, he remembers me being there for him at a time when he needed me. I had no idea. So go forth and be a good friend to the people you like. It pays big dividends, even if you don't find out for years.</content>
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    <title>Help and Hope</title>
    <published>2008-06-30T10:52:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-30T14:26:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A year and a half ago, I seriously considered killing myself. I was lucky enough that a friend reached out to me at the right time and talked me away from my problems. For people who don't have someone to step in at the right moment, Hopeline is an incredible resource. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mfh:96183</id>
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    <title>mfh @ 2008-06-08T16:10:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-08T23:09:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-08T23:09:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We went to Carmel for the weekend. It was lovely and relaxing; I did no work. I did take a nap yesterday. Now we're home, I have 40 progress reports to write, and all I want is another nap.</content>
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    <title>Stress</title>
    <published>2008-05-26T23:05:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-26T23:05:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's that time of the year. I am more or less out of my mind with stress. My to do list is so long that I almost can't contemplate it, and of course I keep procrastinating rather than doing anything on it. Everything on it (even the easy things) seem overwhelmingly hard. Actually, it isn't that most of them are so hard, it is that they have dependancies that seem hard. Like, two of them are really easy, but in both cases I have to make a phone call first. And I doan wanna. In writing this out I am attempting to motivate myself that it isn't that bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am going to go get to work and see how it goes...</content>
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    <title>mfh @ 2008-05-18T17:49:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-19T01:00:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-19T01:00:47Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Last night I went to a house concert for a woman named &lt;a href="http://www.martinelocke.com/"&gt;Martine Locke&lt;/a&gt;. Invited by the family of a student. I got lost on the way, had several Very Frustrating conversations with&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='mrcozy' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mrcozy.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://mrcozy.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mrcozy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;while I tried to find it. Eventually gave up, then found it. Martine is very funny. She reminds me in every way of CalGal: physically (right down to the hair), intellectually, sense of humor, love of family... The concert was fun. Would view again. Hanging out with the student and family was great too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've had several fabulous blackberries. This must be a banner year for blackberries. I should seek them out. I rarely buy them because they're usually very expensive and not delicious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I rode my bike to downtown to return some books at the library and to check out the street festival. Turns out it is &lt;a href="http://www.miramarevents.com/alacarte/index.html"&gt;A La Carte and Art.&lt;/a&gt; Thought about buying some Kettle Korn until I saw how expensive it is. Didn't see anything else I couldn't do without. Saw lots of things that made me think "I could make that" though I never will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a long list of things to do. I wish I didn't have to sleep.</content>
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    <title>Relationships</title>
    <published>2008-05-16T03:50:32Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-16T16:01:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I’ve spent a lot of the past few days thinking and talking about relationships. All kinds of relationships – some friends I have passed time gossiping, I’ve chatted with various people about student relations, and even other blogs have talked about relationship-building. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;One thing that strikes me is how much happens in the subtext, in the way we communicate. Two examples:
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&lt;li&gt;I nearly always write the daily agenda on the board, and then I sit in front of the board. I still have students who come in and ask “what are we doing today?” I used to snap at them to read the board, until I figured out that they’re really saying, “hi. Notice me.” So now I do. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;A friend called me yesterday and left a voice mail that was basically, “I need to ask you something. Call me back at work or on my cell.” When I called back, he wanted me to pass along a message to someone else that she should call him because he needed to ask her a question. Okay, so first, why did he call me? (Answer: presumably he doesn’t have her cell number, though he does have the number of at least one other person he could have tried.) Second, why not just leave a message that said, “Can you ask Jane to call me?” Why specifically ask me to call back? It finally occurred to me (and I do kind of hope he doesn’t read this blog) that perhaps it was something like #1. “Call me, I want to talk to you.” Of course the reason that occurred to me is…&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I was walking around the airport with a couple of hours to kill due to a delayed flight. I have plenty to entertain me (I’m sure my students would be thrilled if I graded some of their work that I downloaded!) but I really wanted to talk to someone. I ended up calling that same friend and he didn’t answer. I did leave a complete message. (“I didn’t see Jane, so I couldn’t pass on your message.”) but what I really wanted was to talk to him. I almost called various other friends just to have a conversation. (Instead I ruminated on relationships. Aren't you lucky?)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Other things that have happened that have been interesting, though I may not expand on them too much:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had lunch with my “high school sweetheart” who I hadn’t seen in probably 15 years. It was absolutely lovely, though lovely doesn’t have quite the right tenor, since I walked in wisecracking and that rather set the tone for the afternoon. It was definitely not lovely in the fuzzy-around-the-edges romantic movie kind of way, which was perfect. And it was not uncomfortable for a moment, which was also perfect. (Ironically, I was so much less nervous about seeing this person than the last old high school friend I reunited with, where I practically had a nervous breakdown. That one went better than anticipated, as you might guess.) Perhaps the weirdest thing about the day is how OLD we are. How can I be old enough to have not seen him for 15 years? How can we be old enough to both be managers and be able to discuss things like investments? So weird. Another weird moment was when I found out he’d looked up my blog. Dude? You need to get a blog so I could have had the same advantage! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got to have dinner last night with a &lt;a href="http://www.ncwit.org/news.blog.php?source=showauthor&amp;amp;action=display&amp;amp;editorial_id=133&amp;amp;year=2007&amp;amp;month=01"&gt;retired WNBA player&lt;/a&gt;. She was totally awesome, mostly because she is very, very smart and very nice. I did not get a picture with her, which I regret, but really it was nicer not to be a fangirl. Instead we talked about computer science and other things. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anitaborg.org/about/who-we-are/telle-whitney"&gt;Telle Whitney&lt;/a&gt; said hello to me! That was another shocker of a moment - Telle Whitney &lt;i&gt;knows who I am&lt;/i&gt;. Also &lt;a href="http://www.cs.duke.edu/~rodger/"&gt;Susan Rodger &lt;/a&gt;was nice to me. In general I do not expect to be recognized other than by people I know well. Which is an increasing number of the people at the meetings I was at, which makes them increasingly fun to attend. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;</content>
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    <title>LibraryThing 106 Unread Books Meme</title>
    <published>2008-04-30T16:49:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-30T16:49:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">According to a LibraryThing survey, these 106 works are the ones most often marked as “unread”, That is, they sit on the shelf to make you look smart or well-rounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bold&lt;/b&gt; the ones you’ve read, &lt;u&gt;underline&lt;/u&gt; the ones read solely as a curriculum requirement, &lt;i&gt;italicize&lt;/i&gt; the ones you started, but didn’t finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final touch: denote (*) the ones you liked, and would (or did) read again or recommend. Even if you did read them for school in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jonathan Strange &amp;amp; Mr Norrell&lt;br /&gt;Anna Karenina&lt;br /&gt;Crime and Punishment&lt;br /&gt;Catch-22&lt;br /&gt;One Hundred Years of Solitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wuthering Heights&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Silmarillion&lt;br /&gt;Life of Pi : a novel&lt;br /&gt;The Name of the Rose&lt;br /&gt;Don Quixote&lt;br /&gt;Moby Dick&lt;br /&gt;Ulysses&lt;br /&gt;Madame Bovary&lt;br /&gt;The Odyssey&lt;br /&gt;Pride and Prejudice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Jane Eyre&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tale of Two Cities&lt;br /&gt;The Brothers Karamazov&lt;br /&gt;Guns, Germs, and Steel: the fates of human societies&lt;br /&gt;War and Peace&lt;br /&gt;Vanity Fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Time Traveler’s Wife&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Iliad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Blind Assassin&lt;br /&gt;The Kite Runner&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Dalloway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Great Expectations&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Gods&lt;br /&gt;A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius&lt;br /&gt;Atlas Shrugged&lt;br /&gt;Reading Lolita in Tehran : a memoir in books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Memoirs of a Geisha&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Middlesex&lt;br /&gt;Quicksilver&lt;br /&gt;Wicked : the life and times of the wicked witch of the West&lt;br /&gt;The Canterbury Tales&lt;br /&gt;The Historian : a novel&lt;br /&gt;A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man&lt;br /&gt;Love in the Time of Cholera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brave New World&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fountainhead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Foucault’s Pendulum&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Middlemarch&lt;br /&gt;Frankenstein&lt;br /&gt;The Count of Monte Cristo&lt;br /&gt;Dracula&lt;br /&gt;A Clockwork Orange&lt;br /&gt;Anansi Boys&lt;br /&gt;The Once and Future King&lt;br /&gt;The Grapes of Wrath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Poisonwood Bible : a novel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*1984&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angels &amp;amp; Demons&lt;br /&gt;The Inferno (and Purgatory and Paradise)&lt;br /&gt;The Satanic Verses&lt;br /&gt;Sense and Sensibility&lt;br /&gt;The Picture of Dorian Gray&lt;br /&gt;Mansfield Park&lt;br /&gt;One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest&lt;br /&gt;To the Lighthouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tess of the D’Urbervilles&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver Twist&lt;br /&gt;Gulliver’s Travels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Les Misérables&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Corrections&lt;br /&gt;The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*The Prince&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Sound and the Fury&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angela’s Ashes : a memoir&lt;br /&gt;The God of Small Things&lt;br /&gt;A People’s History of the United States : 1492-present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cryptonomicon&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neverwhere&lt;br /&gt;A Confederacy of Dunces&lt;br /&gt;A Short History of Nearly Everything&lt;br /&gt;Dubliners&lt;br /&gt;The Unbearable Lightness of Being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beloved&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slaughterhouse-five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Scarlet Letter&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eats, Shoots &amp;amp; Leaves&lt;br /&gt;The Mists of Avalon&lt;br /&gt;Oryx and Crake : a novel&lt;br /&gt;Collapse : how societies choose to fail or succeed&lt;br /&gt;Cloud Atlas&lt;br /&gt;The Confusion&lt;br /&gt;Lolita&lt;br /&gt;Persuasion&lt;br /&gt;Northanger Abbey&lt;br /&gt;The Catcher in the Rye&lt;br /&gt;On the Road&lt;br /&gt;The Hunchback of Notre Dame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Freakonomics : a rogue economist explores the hidden side of everything&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance : an inquiry into values&lt;br /&gt;The Aeneid&lt;br /&gt;Watership Down&lt;br /&gt;Gravity’s Rainbow&lt;br /&gt;The Hobbit&lt;br /&gt;In Cold Blood : a true account of a multiple murder and its consequences&lt;br /&gt;White Teeth&lt;br /&gt;Treasure Island&lt;br /&gt;David Copperfield&lt;br /&gt;The Three Musketeers</content>
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    <title>Typing meme</title>
    <published>2008-03-10T18:33:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-11T23:32:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com" style="display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; background: url(&amp;#39;http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png&amp;#39;) no-repeat; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: #009933; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;95 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com"&gt;Speed test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>mfh @ 2008-02-01T22:09:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-02T06:10:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-02T06:10:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I created two schedules for my school for next year so that there could be choice. I spend a gazillion hours creating one. The other one was a brainstorm of something simple by a coworker and only took about 16 hours to pull together. With the gazillion hours one, I could either end up feeling like I worked so hard on it that we MUST use it or feeling that I hate it so much I never want to see it again. Much like the music for the annual slide show, I hate it. I spent every spare hour for two weeks on it and couldn't make anything reasonable or decent. It is awful. Fortunately (thank heavens) everyone else hated it too. I am so thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among other things, I stayed up until 3 am, largely finishing it. Then got up at 7 so I could photocopy it before our meeting this morning. Tomorrow I am considering attending a workshop that starts at 8 am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reasonably sure I had some thought that had more value than these two, but at this point I have no idea what it was. Oh, in fixing the problem where my phone won't synchronize my calendar, I somehow deleted ALL my contacts. I don't even have my home phone number programmed in anymore. I am going to try to resurrect from old, not-Apple-compliant backups tomorrow. Tonight, I am just going to bed.</content>
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    <title>Resolutions</title>
    <published>2007-12-28T16:15:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-28T16:15:17Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I normally don't make NY resolutions. Too arbitrary - I'd rather make resolutions when I'm ready to make change. As it happens, however, I appear ready to make change at the moment. How convenient. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided before we left to spend the Christmas holiday with my parents that I would try to run every day. If I skipped a day, I would make it up by going farther the next day. So far I've only gotten in one day, but it was a reasonably long run, so I'm feeling optimistic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after my run, I thought this would be a good resolution for the forseeable future - why stop after this break? So my goal is 2 miles per day, every day. If I skip a day, then I have to make it up. This seems very reasonable - I usually (always) go longer than 2 miles, but not daily. So making it up or actually going 4 miles every other day is very possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Christmas, my brother gave me a coupon for a personal training session. Hopefully he'll teach me stuff I can do at home.</content>
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    <title>The Pain?</title>
    <published>2007-12-13T05:40:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-13T05:40:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="it is The Pneumonia"&gt;it is The Pneumonia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, I like that my doctor is super non-interventionist. I'm a big fan of the wait and see, myself. The problem comes when I've already waited and seen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I go to see her yesterday about The Pain. I tell her that Tylenol and Aleve have done nothing for the pain. She says, "have you tried ibuprofen?" "no" "Try ibuprofen and call me in a day or two if it doesn't help. And use a heating pad." "I sleep under an electric blanket. I don't think heat is going to help." "Oh. Well try ice then." SO reassuring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, she realized she doesn't work on Thursday and told me to call today if it wasn't better. Then she actually CALLED ME first thing this morning to find out how I was doing, which was no better. So she ordered a CT Scan, which showed pneumonia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm home in bed. Which seems ridiculous, since I'm basically FINE, but I have been scared into submission by many stories of rebound pneumonia. As one person said, I can stay in bed for a week or I can stay in bed for a month or I can stay in a hospital bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my students IMed me because my message says I have pneumonia and the kids didn't believe it since I was at school today for a couple of hours and seemed fine. Even my doctor is totally baffled by my lack of symptoms other than The Pain. Personally I'm just glad it isn't a pulmonary embolus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Tired</title>
    <published>2007-10-15T06:31:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-15T06:31:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am insanely tired. This is probably in part due to catching a 7 am flight, which necessitated getting up long before o'dark early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was a lovely dinner at Siam House, Chuck's favorite. Poor Tim - I haven't seen him in at least 7 years, he gave me a hug and a kiss, during which my utter lack of poker face gave away that I couldn't figure out who this person was, who was kissing me. I figured it out quickly, fortunately, and it was truly wonderful to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today on the plane I was surrounded by teachers who are doing some kind of Fulbright thing where they go to Japan for 3 weeks. They were from all over the country, though the woman who was sitting next to me was from Bloomington. It is a small, small world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was melancholy when I got home, so I went to the Harker School fall picnic, which was lovely. I got to geek out with my friend Phil and his friend Brian, hang out briefly with my friend Dave, and hug Robb, who was leaving when I saw him. I didn't see Heather at all, which might be because there were approximately 10 million people there. By the time the exhaustion hit, I was feeling much better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am home, have had nap, grocery trip, dinner, Perl homework and quiz dispensed with, relaxed, and partly unpacked. There were some other things that were to be done, but they will have to wait. (Note to &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='mrcozy' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mrcozy.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://mrcozy.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mrcozy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Didn't have the soup, but did have yummy dinner.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a moment on the plane when I regretted leaving, but for the most part I feel like I made the right choice. I regret missing out on tonight's reminiscence and I was thinking through people I never see who are likely to be at the funeral, such as Doug Grover, whom I'll miss. I'm sad I didn't get to see Sasha and Kevin. But my experience of Chuck was also unlike many others and my feelings are muddled in some ways by being with everyone else - I'm doing more processing on my own than I would if I were there.  The greatest factor, of course, is that I'm learning I just can't do everything. Not for the world would I give up hosting Shari's shower on Thursday and being there for her in the days leading up to her wedding on Saturday. I feel about Shari the way others feel about Chuck and there isn't enough time to meet both commitments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I've ever stayed overnight in this house alone. It is weird. Not scary, but there are all these things I don't know. How much coffee is the appropriate amount for one person? How do I set the coffee on a timer? I hope to have figured both of these out.</content>
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    <title>Time after time</title>
    <published>2007-10-13T05:13:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-13T05:13:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">One of the weird things about the blogosphere is the intersections of people. Many people who read this list are friends of mine from way back when I lived in Indiana. Some are friends from California. One or two are "professional friends" (hi Alfred!) Some are more friends-of-friends than people I'm close with. One is someone I knew from high school.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a number of the people here already know about, well, what's going on. The short version, for those of you who don't know, is that a friend of ours died on Thursday. We'd known for a while (by which I mean since sometime in September) that he was sick, but last we'd heard he was on the mend. Then on Tuesday night we found out he was in the ICU. Wednesday morning we booked tickets to leave Thursday. During our layover we got news he'd died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='loosestrife' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://loosestrife.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://loosestrife.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;loosestrife&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is on her way here now; we'll pick her up at the airport in the morning. We spent the afternoon and night with various friends and will do the same tomorrow. The funeral is on Monday; I'm not sure if I will stay or not. On the one hand, staying would not be impossible and the statement it makes seems like the right one. On the other hand, one of my closest friends is getting married in one week, I am throwing her a wedding shower on Thursday night, and I'm more than a little concerned about the stress of trying to do it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not as close to him as many people here and do not have as many memories as they do. He was one of the worst bosses I've ever had, though in recent years he was also a good friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have now said several times that if I'd had to predict last Thanksgiving - which on some level I did - I would never have guessed that my father would live and Chuck would die.</content>
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    <title>mfh @ 2007-10-02T21:24:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-03T04:29:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-03T04:29:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was all dedicated to post this weekend after being in Bloomington and being reminded that my friends would like to know what is going on with my life. The problem is having time to actually create anything to say - whole sentences just seem overwhelming sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't that I'm not being reflective, it is just that all my reflection is happening offline. For example, I've had tons of conversations about the workshop I was at, but haven't written a thing about it. All my writing time is going into crazy other projects, like two presentation proposals due tomorrow and one award nomination due yesterday. I'm pessimistic that we'll win because I think the competition will be stiff, but I feel okay about the nomination. Especially since I ultimately pulled it together in something like 4 hours. (Significantly self-plagiarized.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another whirlwind week ahead where I won't have time to respond to enough e-mail messages and won't get home earlier than 7 pm any day. Oh well, next week is a four-day week. And maybe this will start a new habit of posting occasionally!</content>
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    <title>PTSD</title>
    <published>2007-08-24T01:38:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-24T01:38:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='loosestrife' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://loosestrife.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://loosestrife.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;loosestrife&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will appreciate that I'm experiencing periodic bouts with PTSD. I am obsessively NOT overpromising or underdelivering. Well, possibly underdelivering, depending on your expectations. My expectations are higher than anyone else's, which is reasonably good. My level of OCD is also higher than everyone else's. I am striving not to have my OCD impact anyone else. And yet, it comforts me, so I nurture it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approximately 3 computers done, 125 to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really, really want Chinese food for dinner.</content>
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    <title>mfh @ 2007-07-28T17:43:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-29T00:44:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-29T16:28:22Z</updated>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="145"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" style="border: 2px solid #006600;color:#ffffff;padding-top:5px;padding-bottom:5px;"&gt; &lt;p style="font-size:15px;font-family:Georgia,Serif;color:#000000;font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	I am a&lt;br /&gt;Sunflower &lt;a href="http://www.thisgardenisillegal.com/flower-quiz.htm" style="font-size:15px;font-family:Georgia,Serif;color:#0000FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://thisgardenisillegal.com/quiz/sunflower.jpg" width="140" height="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Flower &lt;br /&gt;Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;"When your friends think smile, they think of you. There is not a day that goes by that you can't find something good about the world and your fellow human."</content>
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    <title>mfh @ 2007-06-06T12:54:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-06T19:55:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-06T19:55:53Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;So, mfh, your LiveJournal reveals...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wotayu.com/phPie.php?data=a%3A5%3A%7Bs%3A6%3A%22unique%22%3Bi%3A2%3Bs%3A8%3A%22peculiar%22%3Bi%3A9%3Bs%3A11%3A%22interesting%22%3Bi%3A26%3Bs%3A6%3A%22normal%22%3Bi%3A25%3Bs%3A8%3A%22herdlike%22%3Bi%3A10%3B%7D"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are... &lt;b&gt;3% unique&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;(blame, for example, your interest in &lt;b&gt;precor elliptical trainers&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br&gt; and &lt;b&gt;14% herdlike&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;(partly because you, like everyone else, enjoy &lt;b&gt;shoes&lt;/b&gt;).&lt;br&gt;When it comes to friends you are &lt;b&gt;normal&lt;/b&gt;. In terms of the way you relate to people, you &lt;b&gt;are keen to please&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your writing style (based on a recent public entry) is &lt;b&gt;conventional&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Your overall weirdness is: 22&lt;/h3&gt;(The average level of weirdness is: 27.&lt;br&gt;You are weirder than 48% of other LJers.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wotayu.com"&gt;Find out what &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; weirdness level is!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Memorial Weekend</title>
    <published>2007-05-27T18:17:22Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-27T18:17:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">One of the hard things about being a teacher is that Memorial Day always represents an opportunity to catch up on grading right before the end of the year. Thus, not so relaxing. Of course, until next year, Labor Day has always represented the last opportunity to get everything done before the school year starts. (Next year it'll be the first three day weekend, so hopefully I can actually take off.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are currently at &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/irl/news;_ylt=AiwxK2.JlU4UNZEKb7YqFcI5nYcB?slug=gk-indylive052707&amp;amp;prov=yhoo&amp;amp;type=lgns"&gt;the race&lt;/a&gt;. I am a bad daughter and did not manage to actually talk to them before they left. I did IM with my mom before she left, but by the time I had time to call on the night before they left, it was way too late. That's the biggest downside to living across the country from my parents - the time difference makes things hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a relaxing weekend. We've accomplished almost nothing we intended to (like cleaning the house yesterday) but have had a nice time just sitting around, playing games and catching up on Crossing Jordan. Also went on an 8-mile walk yesterday, leading to slight sunburn. I do have two projects that MUST get finished today and I have to head in for a few hours to meet with various people. Nevertheless, a nice time. I'm glad it is almost summer. I could get used to this.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Embarking on another week</title>
    <published>2007-05-21T06:12:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-21T06:12:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">On Saturday, I took three science tests. &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They were the CSESTs - one general science subtest in physics &amp; earth science, one general science subtest in biology and chemistry, and one specialized subtest in Chemistry. I spent all night Friday and all morning Saturday cramming - I read a 500 page textbook - then headed to the school picnic, grabbed some food, and went to the tests. Five hours is a very long time to sit still. Here is what I know: PV=nRT. R=.0821 (but they actually gave us that where it was required, I didn't need to know it). KE=1/2mv^2. I think. It might be heat instead of KE. Avogadro's number is 6.022 X 10^23 molecules/mole and is used for converting formula mass to grams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a sample of what I didn't know: that alpha particles, not beta particles, are helium nuclei. Whether the southern California coast is made of convergent, divergent, or two other options of plate boundaries. Actually, lots of other things about the earth, it's components, and the ways in which they might interact. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a sample of what I was able to figure out: the structure of 1,5 dihexadyne and the ways in which its bonding differs from benzene's. the forces acting on a diver who experiences buoyancy (or something) at 15 meters. a bunch of different things about how much of this element or compound is required to react with that element or compound and that sort of thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tests were exhausting. By the time they ended, I was almost incoherent. It wasn't that I couldn't think, it was just that I could barely put thoughts together to speak them. If I have to do this again, remind me not to do all three tests on the same day, even if it does seem more efficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did the Chemistry multiple choice first because I started at question 1 and worked forward. Chemistry was what I'd crammed most and it was the hardest (objectively) of the tests. I got nervous about the free-response questions and I got stuck on the structure of 1,5 dihexadyne because of benzene's presence in the question, so I skipped them and went to the Bio/Chem general test, where I started with the free response. The nice thing about the free response is that you get partial credit as long as you're even partially right, so it is worth it to make stuff up. My knowledge about the structure of the leaves of flowering plants? Less than what I was able to draw and write about. But the drawing looked good and used fancy words like "photosynthesis" and "respiration" correctly. By this point I needed to stand up and walk around badly, so I used the restroom pass to get out of the room for a few minutes. Then I did the Bio/Chem multiple choice. Then I went back to the Chem free response which is when I realized that, duh, 1,5 dihexadyne is linear, not cyclical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have exactly 5 hours to complete as many tests as you're taking, so when the tests started, I calculated that I had about 1.66 hours per test. I finished the first two in about three and a half hours, so something more than I was calculating. And I left the most challenging test till last. The thing is, I figured that either everyone else is going to do poorly on the test and my dreadful score will get averaged out to passing or that is not the case and I'll fail. So I might as well maximize my chances on the other ones - more intellectual capacity wasn't going to help me where I didn't know the material. And, indeed, a depressing number of questions ask for straight knowledge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I wait a month to find out how I did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I did some (but not enough) grading, watched some TV, read a lot of blogs, and went on a walk. And had a freakout or two. Ah, the joys of Sunday, when I spend my time preparing for Monday.</content>
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    <title>The wiley ways of online media</title>
    <published>2007-05-12T18:27:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-12T18:28:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='mrcozy' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mrcozy.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://mrcozy.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mrcozy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I went this week to hear &lt;a href="http://www.ypulse.com/"&gt;Anastasia Goodstein&lt;/a&gt;, author of &lt;a href="http://totallywired.ypulse.com/"&gt;Totally Wired&lt;/a&gt; talk about "what your kids are doing online". Not that we have kids. I'm not sure why &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='mrcozy' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mrcozy.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://mrcozy.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mrcozy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wanted to go, though it was nice to have him there. I went because it was a presentation to parents at my school and I wanted to find out what they were being told. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things she talked about is that the New Big Thing online for teens and tweens is avatars. I got coolness points for having heard of Meez (thank you &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='neshura' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://neshura.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://neshura.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;neshura&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;). &lt;a href="http://www.clubpenguin.com/"&gt;Club Penguin&lt;/a&gt; has made the rounds this year, which is apparently typical for tweens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never did take enough time to create a Meez, because the site annoyed me, but after talking to a colleague last night and seeing some today through serendipity, I made a WeeMe. &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/mfh/pic/00002f0a/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/mfh/pic/00002f0a" width="185" height="205" border="0" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend has almost nothing scheduled. I'm strongly resisting getting anything scheduled, though I have two different people who wouldn't mind meeting me at work. I need to plan for next week, when I will be gone most of my classes and need sub plans, plus I need to study for my CSET exams next weekend. At the moment, though, I'm enjoying spending the morning in bed surrounded by YA books, laptop, and sunshine.</content>
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    <title>Long time no post</title>
    <published>2007-05-02T23:47:07Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-02T23:47:07Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Super busy. No time to reflect. Time, however, to prove that I am worthy of my job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mingle2.com/science-quiz"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://mingle2.com/css/img/science/badges/a+.jpg" alt="Mingle2 Free Online Dating - Science Quiz" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mingle2.com/"&gt;Mingle2.com - Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Boring update</title>
    <published>2007-01-22T07:09:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-22T07:09:17Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I have contemplated a few times lately how unfair it is that I check in and read other people's journals, thus enjoying the fruits of others' labor, without ever updating my own. Yet things are either too private to write or too boring. Then I noticed that after a reasonably pleasant post by &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='dividedbyzero' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://dividedbyzero.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://dividedbyzero.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;dividedbyzero&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; he remarked on it being boring. I love the administrivia of people's lives. Guess that means I'd better post the boring stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the three most stressful times of the year. Progress reports are coming due and of course I'm wildly behind on grading. I am one of only two teachers who switches classes at the semester in my school, so I have the added burden of starting with a new set of kids. They're not new to me, I had them last year, but it is still important to start the semester off "right" which means planning. I wouldn't be so worried about the reports but we have houseguests this weekend and I'd way rather go play then still be writing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consequently, I've had two asthma attacks so far today and I can feel a third one gathering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The major fundraising breakfast for the school is on Thursday. Everyone is running around like decapitated chickens. I am maintaining a calm about the whole thing which is slightly facade-ish, since I'm supposed to show up with lots of technology at some ungodly hour on Thursday morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of nit-picky details and meetings this week that will get in the way of doing my actual job, but whatever, we'll deal.</content>
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    <title>Memeage</title>
    <published>2007-01-22T06:56:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-22T06:56:58Z</updated>
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    <published>2006-11-30T00:32:49Z</published>
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