Another day, another rejection. #shareyourrejections

The top of my dresser has been a mess for weeks. Took less than 15 minutes to get it in shape while the kid was napping.

Dear LIS researchers of the early oughts, Second Life is not a game. Please stop clogging up my literature search results. Thanks!

All you really need to know about me to understand me is that my high school years were bookended by Clueless and 10 Things I Hate About You. 

Disappearing from most of the Interwebs until after Labor Day. See y’all later! (Deleting Twitter, Instagram, & Fb Messenger from my phone.)

Submitted a paper to a conference before I’d run the study. One reviewer suggested the study shouldn’t be run at all. Another said it was an interesting study & hoped I’d still run it in spite of the rejection. (It was not ready for prime time, essentially.) #ShareYourRejections

I constantly have to remind myself that of the 6 semesters of my doctoral program, only 1 happened before I was almost & then actually somebody’s mom, and that comparing my research productivity to other people’s wouldn’t be healthy anyway but especially isn’t, given this fact.

Hey, Twitter. If you’re one of my followers who doesn’t know me IRL but would actually recognize my name and seek me out if we were at a conference or convention together, can you let me know? Just want to know who to look out for in future travels.

My life = productive morning + watch The Great British Baking Show the rest of the day.

Instead of asking “what is my one true calling in life?”, ask “what are the many things I would like to experience before I die?”

Yes. This.