and everyone else here…

for making this university a safer place. Of course, safer. Now I know I am not secure even in a classroom, I can be on my guard. That makes it safer for me, doesn’t it?
And the entire university, of course; for in remaining mute, you are complicit in the behaviour of that class. It is [...]

Today I want to say thank you…

to one of my classes. Thank you for opening my eyes to a new site of harassment at this Univ. Harassment that is directed only at women faculty members. Harassment that you say is justified because the victim is unable to maintain discipline in the class. Harassment that you think is a reflection not on [...]

Sleep… again

I tried to catch up on sleep yesterday, but some inconsiderate idiot was blaring forth on his cell phone outside my window and I couldn’t see him to yell at him… whattodo? Couldn’t go back to sleep either, which means am feeling worse now than before!

Sleep

is overpowering… I’m recovering from the effects of a late night movie combined with freezing nearly to death on the back of a bike, and I’m discovering that college is not the best place to do this! What happened to the me who could do night movies for three nights in a row and still [...]

Republic Day

No, not about Republic Day, just to point out that it is today.
Bought three books. Two Richard Gordons and a Pratchett. Yippeee!! Books make me feel rich. V. rich!! Second hand books are even better…
Lazy, contented day…

The GRE and whatnot

Actually, this post’s not about the GRE. It’s more about the passport office’s inefficiency. In fact, it’s about how hyper we get in times of stress. Or maybe it’s about how stressed we get when we’re not together. About all these things?
My sister’s writing the GRE. She needs a passport as proof of id for [...]

Bright and sunny

That’s how today is – with a nip in the breeze that makes me want to cuddle under a blanket. My sparrows are back for good, they’re chirruping outside my window like a happy good morning song.
Was discussing this whole GD thingie with mum, and she was telling me about something called the JoeHarry window. [...]