Thursday, May 12, 2005
Sometimes its just the small things in life...
Like when you email your final conference paper to the organizer, and then she emails everyone on the panel all the papers, and you realize yours is the only paper that doesn't have a cover sheet. Not only does it not have a cover sheet, it is lacking any further information than my name and the title- it just looked like a draft I would have sent to my advisor. The other 4 papers had title sheets, with their names, their positions (all professors of some sort), their institutions and stuff like "do not quote without the author's permission." Did I know to do this? No clue. There ought to be some kind of freakin' handbook of this stuff. Now I know. But this small trivial detail still makes me feel kind of, well, small and trivial.
And then there is the dream I had last night about going to my high school reunion with horrible hair. It was just terrible- I kept trying to fix it knowing that all those old people from high school would think I was some kind of looser. My reunion is a month from yesterday, and I was feeling okay about seeing a bunch of people who were never very nice to me anyway. I guess old hang ups die hard.
posted by knit wit | 5/12/2005 05:36:00 PM