Friday Afternoon Confessional: Good Luck Edition
I confess that I have radically increased the number of people I follow on Twitter, as a result of their implementation of a “people to follow” feature. Normally I would be annoyed at such features, but I was feeling bad because of my low following:follower ratio, which I felt made me seem like a jerk.
I confess that I often go through a two-step movement. First, I reflect on the valuable experience I’ve gained sending out academic job appliactions and how much better my cover letters, research proposals, etc., will be this time around. Second, I feel discouraged that I’m gaining such skill in something that no one can possibly enjoy doing and that, in a just world, no one would have to do as many times as the average aspiring academic does.
I confess that I’m spending way too much time in the house, but it seems to be the only way to conserve money.
I confess that I’m kind of still not over that Time magazine cover threatening that a woman might get her nose cut off if we leave — I mean, obviously we’re there right now and it happened regardless, right? I feel stupid even saying it, but the idea that it either didn’t occur to the relevant people or did occur to them and they don’t give a fuck is disturbing. That’s where I am right now, apparently: the image of shocking brutality doesn’t directly disturb me, but rather the manipulativeness of the people who would use it.
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