In recent weeks I have watched all of Sherlock, finished tonight. It was fun, then it wasn’t fun, and then it was really upsetting and made me feel bad. Now I can’t sleep until I do something else that makes me feel better. 📺
I’m presenting my virtual poster, “Where’d You Get Those Nightcrawler Hands? The Information Literacy Practices of Cosplayers,” at #FSNNA in a couple weeks and I need to settle on a format. It can be anything <5m long; video, audio, slideshow, PDF, Prezi. What should I make?
Hello. I am tired and sweaty. Dissertation boot camp is pretty serious. ♥️
Today is a screaming 3yo day. I love my child and I find his screaming stressful.
Hello, it’s coffee and chocolate o’clock.
Dissertation boot camp week: conserving spoons in the morning so I can write hard in the afternoon. Allowing my kid to binge-watch Number blocks but making him do it outside in a hammock on a tablet instead of in a dark basement on a TV.
Finished reading: Dracula by Bram Stoker 📚
Everything that one does seems, no matter how right it may be, to bring on the very thing which is most to be deplored.
-Bram Stoker, Dracula
Fascinating: Seeing Our Own Reflection in the Birth of the Self-Portrait via Dan Cohen I’ve been fascinated by self-portraits ever since I saw Degas’s at the Getty about 12 years ago.
I’m kind of loving my messy, curly, 38% Ashkenazi hair today. (Image heavily filtered, of course.)
