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Mar. 10th, 2003 09:30 pmT minus 44 hours for the drive to Pittsburgh. The idea is to go about 5 hours on Wednesday night, stop at a Motel 6 along the way, and then do the rest on Thursday. I am not looking forward to night/winter driving (or to a ten-hour haul to begin with, for that matter), but the grandparents commandeth.
The original idea was supposed to coincide with my brother being in Pittsburgh for a very brief time before going back overseas for who knows how long, but that isn't happening. So there really isn't much point to going now except that there's a feeling that if I don't go now it will take forever again to figure out how to get the time for the trip. Something like, if we go now, we won't have to go again for another year or so. Not that I mind being there, but it's a real schlep.
Went to Brown tonight again to do my research -- just about finished up with this phase. It feels strange yet oddly intimate to go into a big library, with its huge, badly-lit stacks. No matter where I've been before -- whether as a grad student or a teacher -- I've been used to that odd feeling of doing many hours of solitary research, only to emerge and then see someone I recognize and can have a conversation with. That feeling is so familiar that I have to remind myself while there that I don't know anyone at Brown. But I keep half-expecting to see someone I know there.
Picked up hot chocolate and cake for the both of us at the Coffee Exchange on the way home. I do love coffee shops.
Finished reading Very Old Bones by William Kennedy yesterday. Today, to start trying to make my way through Midnight's Children.
The original idea was supposed to coincide with my brother being in Pittsburgh for a very brief time before going back overseas for who knows how long, but that isn't happening. So there really isn't much point to going now except that there's a feeling that if I don't go now it will take forever again to figure out how to get the time for the trip. Something like, if we go now, we won't have to go again for another year or so. Not that I mind being there, but it's a real schlep.
Went to Brown tonight again to do my research -- just about finished up with this phase. It feels strange yet oddly intimate to go into a big library, with its huge, badly-lit stacks. No matter where I've been before -- whether as a grad student or a teacher -- I've been used to that odd feeling of doing many hours of solitary research, only to emerge and then see someone I recognize and can have a conversation with. That feeling is so familiar that I have to remind myself while there that I don't know anyone at Brown. But I keep half-expecting to see someone I know there.
Picked up hot chocolate and cake for the both of us at the Coffee Exchange on the way home. I do love coffee shops.
Finished reading Very Old Bones by William Kennedy yesterday. Today, to start trying to make my way through Midnight's Children.
Libraries.
Date: 2003-03-11 08:16 pm (UTC)Everyone I know who attended Brown is succesful/brilliant. I wish I'd gone. I think I'm gonna write a journal entry about wishing I'd been an Ivy Leaguer. Which I totally never was.
By now you have made the drive to P-burgh. How is it goin' with that city? It's been so long.
Re: Libraries.
Date: 2003-03-13 07:30 pm (UTC)I hear you. I really do.
How is it goin' with that city?
You know. Nothing ever changes here.