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		<title>High Anxiety</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I think a good metaphor for my grumpy and uncomfortable position lately might be &#8220;life vertigo&#8221;.  I got to this place I always wanted to be, and now I&#8217;ve got no hand holds, no railings, and no one to follow.  This surely isn&#8217;t a good thing, it just seems to be freaking me out.  I [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think a good metaphor for my grumpy and uncomfortable position lately might be &#8220;life vertigo&#8221;.  I got to this place I always wanted to be, and now I&#8217;ve got no hand holds, no railings, and no one to follow.  This surely isn&#8217;t a good thing, it just seems to be freaking me out.  I never really planned ahead for being where I am.  A bit like always playing the lotto and then one day winning, and having no idea what to do with yourself any more.</p>
<p>I got invited to give a talk to a student-run forum of phonologists and phoneticists at Berkeley and I&#8217;m not sure what at all to do with that.  On one hand, I don&#8217;t have any phonology research of the empiricle bent to present to these students in the next few months.  On the other hand, I&#8217;m deep in the murky depths of this theoretical phonology paper, and that might be interesting to share.  Provided I have some conclusion hammered out before that point.  Which is part of what&#8217;s making me so cranky this week&#8230; I&#8217;m definitely at an impass on my QP research and feeling fairly overlooked by the professor who is supposed to be overseeing that.  But I think a little distance and some time to think about it will do me some good.  Anyway, not sure what I&#8217;m going to tell Berkl folks at the moment, but it&#8217;s an interesting opportunity, and I&#8217;ve been invited to attend the ongoing events.  So if nothing of my own presentation happens, I could at least attempt to make some connections and see what folks are up to over there.  Unfortunately their meetings are at a really inconvenient time, at least for me to be in Berkeley.  *shrug*</p>
<p>Other less exciting things happened today.  I went to the dentist and got a thumbs up from everyone.  I went to my morning neuroscience class and felt pretty uninspired, but I partially (or perhaps even mostly?) blame that on my neuroscience midterm ennui from yesterday and my professor&#8217;s lack of preparation or enthusiasm this morning (he had just flown in from San Diego before class).  Made it through that, and I had intended to catch the very-much-seeming-important colloquia on &#8220;the functional anatomy of auditory processing&#8221; but I failed on that count.  It&#8217;s information I can gather elsewhere, and my mind was too burned out and unfocused for it to have done me much good.  Besides, it was the only chunk of time I had to get lunch before the dentist.   And goodness, getting to the dentist was a mess.  Sacramento isn&#8217;t really made for rain squalls&#8230; the freeway just about whited out and started flooding almost immediately.  I was really glad I only had a few miles left to go, and escaped the majority of the hard rain on the way home as well.</p>
<p>So I came home, made brownies, and watched movies on TV all night.  I just didn&#8217;t have it in me to be doing any more work.  I&#8217;m really just about at the end of my wick for whatever reason.  It feels like my restful night was already beneficial, if I may judge by my current state of relative complacency.   I think that&#8217;s a sure sign that I need to take it easy this weekend and prepare myself for my last midterm, and second half of this quarter.  Phew.  I&#8217;m ready for summer vacation already.. but I suppose I can at least look forward to spring break.  5 more weeks?</p>
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