notes from orlando

I Pricelined my hotel room for the conference I'm at. It's a pretty standard business class hotel and I got a decent rate. Somehow, I ended up with a room on the executive level of the hotel, which is protected by keycard access, has free breakfast delivered to my door, retails for 3 times what I'm paying for it, and is, all around, sort of lush.

I narrowly avoided killing an alligator who decided that crossing the off ramp at the exact moment I sped down it was a good plan last night. 30 minutes later? Got the keys to my sweet, luxe, low-cost hotel room. Karma or coincidence? Hmm...

bear down, arizona

I bought my cap, gown, tassel and hood today so that I may participate in the centuries old ritual of being hooded on May 12. That sounds vaguely like something the KKK might do, too. Perhaps academia should rethink that one.

Oh, and I also bought this. It's pretty. Happy early graduation to me.

it is wrote.

...and I am going to sleep now. Oh, frabjous day!

title?

Help me name my thesis. It's on feminism, feminist identification, weight loss, and weblogs. Specifically, I interviewed some people who identify as female, feminist and write weight loss blogs about their history with fatness and why they write their blogs.

Give me your double entendres, your cliches, your catchy phrases. "Weighty Issues:..." is out since there are a number of articles and books already titled that. Bring it!!

hire me

...'cause I carry a bag as big as my torso and have a slick suit to boot.