Evidently there's nothing like setting a deadline to get me to not work. Yeah, I just don't do well with them. I'm still trying to figure this out. I did great at writing yesterday, then could barely get myself to even look at my materials today. (This may be in part because I received a tip for an outside, nonacadem job, and I've been spending a lot of time today processing through what that would mean and what I want out of my life and what do I want to apply for right now. But still.)
It's kinda like: my brain hates being under pressure, notices a deadline and thinks to itself, "Hey, if I just shut down completely until this deadline passes, I will escape the horrible period I am in." Yeah, thanks, brain. I guess I'm somehow the opposite of the last-minute binge writer; I do better if I plug away at it a teeny bit at a time; once you throw a deadline in where I have to pump out a lot in a short time ---- no good!
Dinner is cooking right now so there is still hope. I will eat and then try to flog my brain back into some sort of productivity this evening. And there is part of tomorrow outside of teaching commitments as well.
In other news, someone has posted some of my stuff to their Facebook account and lots of people are getting to the blog that way. But I can't view this person's profile or see what exactly zie is saying about my posts ---- hey, don't do that! You bring out the paranoiac in me!
So I created a Facebook account. For the other me. The fictitious alter ego. Sisyphus. The other other me already had an account. Confused yet? You ain't got nothin' on what it's like to be inside my head ---- we have to run our committee meetings by Roberts Rules of Order because the consensus process takes too long now. But anyway.
Would you like to befriend the fictitious me on Facebook? Unlike the other me, I kinda want to pimp out the Sisyphus me to befriend as many people as possible --- to be the Tila Tequila of the literary theory grad student set. Except not really like that at all. Well, whatever.
And while we're on the subject, what is the etiquette of befriending people on Facebook? So far, I've been sticking to (well, the other me, not the fictitious alter ego, just to clarify. Sisyphus has no friends at all :( right now.) only befriending people who I actually know and like, to some extent, in real life. Should I befriend everyone in my program? What about the grads who I've barely met? Or can't stand? Or professors? I see a couple of 'em listed.
And I haven't responded to a couple student (former student) requests to be my Facebook friend because a) I find that kinda creepy and like my distance and boundaries with my students and b) I don't want some search committee to look me up and find any hideously embarrassing rather than slightly embarrassing photos of me or my friends. Like giant banana suits or something. Right now we post pictures of ourselves fully clothed and play Scrabulous. The undergrad girls who wanted to befriend me? Not at all the same thing.
Feel free to debate on the intricacies of Facebook mores in the comments below. But do it soon --- as soon as this deadline passes I'll feel impelled to work, and then no more Facebooking for me for a while!