transitions

one of the first conversations Bastian and i ever had was about transitional phrases.

bastian's been productive for the last hour and all i've done is sit on my bed and stare at the stack of books i got from the library today. but i think productiveness has many faces and i'm just going through my preliminary work stages at the moment.

teaching seminars 9-4 everyday made me realize that i don't want to work 9-4. i've always disliked how disjointed and strange my hours in teaching are, sometimes i teach 9a-1p and then 6p-9p or noon-8p or actually, now, teach at 2 schools and 1 company, take MA and german courses, and tutor, where my schedule is all over the place. but i prefer that greatly, i found. when i was done working at 4p everything felt pretty pointless. i ended up making our room messier and saying terribly dramatic things.

with my hectic schedule though, of course i'm grateful that bastian's doing his thesis at the fraunhofer institute because it's very close to the library and where i teach at the uni.

and continuing this the next day i'm at the library RIGHT NOW OH MAN. spring is coming and thank god for that shit. i'm happy to have shed my gray wool coat, even though let's be honest, i love that coat. like, unnaturally so. but still.

last week i wrote a paper about the demasculinization of lester burnham in american beauty and this week i'm connecting the works of edward hopper with f. scott fitzgerald's the great gatsby. also, i highly recommend the version shown in this link, because that's the version i had bought years ago and was rereading on the airplane from dresden to frankfurt. sadly i left it in one of the frankfurt airport bathrooms since i was tired and not thinking straight. oh the humanity! so then i got a cheapy used version from amazon and it has some floozy on the cover. so stupid. 


i'm also trying to figure out why exactly i have about ten bloggers, a tumblr and a twitter account for. oh, such middle-class mid-twenties-in-the-2010s problems.