The Unbearable Cuteness of Being, Part 2
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I walked over to Harper Quadrangle this afternoon and watched about an hour of the graduation ceremony, long enough to watch my classmates graduate. I don't regret my decision not to walk–I'm not comfortable being in the spotlight, even if it's for only .05 seconds. And really, if I don't get to wear a long white dress or curtsy, what's the point? I'm glad I went, though, because the caps and gowns the PhDs wear are a sight to behold. Poofy hats, bars, hoods… I was maybe a little jealous. Also, the convocation program lists the dissertation titles of all graduating PhDs. My favorites: "'In His Hand Is a Sceptre of Fire and a Veil Is Spread before Him': Pirke de-Rabbie Eliezer and the Exposition of Medieval Midrash" and "Faster Markov Chain Monte Carlo Algorithms for the Permanent and Binary Contingency Tables," the latter mostly because it has my cat's name in it.
And now… one more paper to write. And then a job to find.
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current book: this weekend is all about Heidegger and Adorno
current music: still stuck on Isabelle Antena
current socks: none, even though it was quite chilly today. but I painted my toes cha-ching cherry.
Posted 10 June 2006
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