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zyzylyI had a phone conference scheduled with my doctoral advisor this morning at 8 am. She lives in Houston, so it is a bit later for her. I get somewhat anxious when I have to speak with her. She was pretty tough last semester. We all agreed that she was probably the toughest professor in the doctoral program. Her criticism is blunt, and she basically tells it like it is. I got up at 6 am to prepare.
Which is exactly what I need. I have had three conferences with her since the summer semester began, and it has gone great, although I do have some anxiety before we speak. She gives me very direct feedback, and I say, "Ok--that is what I will do". She is very supportive of my project, and pushes me to really ensure that it is doctoral work, and not just some academic exercise.
Even though I feel like I am making it up as I go along, it is coming together and starting to make sense.
After our conference, I went out for a long walk in the park, then played Ingress for a while. I put up some big fields, which the other side took down almost immediately. Someone said that it is like making sand mandalas, and it is so true. You plan, you create, and the wind blows it all away.
One of my stops today--the produce stand at Sloughhouse. It is about 20 minutes from my house. They have stuff all year round, but in the mid summer, they have the best corn in the world. You can stop there and buy Sloughhouse corn that was picked less than an hour ago. Mmmm. Can't wait!
Which is exactly what I need. I have had three conferences with her since the summer semester began, and it has gone great, although I do have some anxiety before we speak. She gives me very direct feedback, and I say, "Ok--that is what I will do". She is very supportive of my project, and pushes me to really ensure that it is doctoral work, and not just some academic exercise.
Even though I feel like I am making it up as I go along, it is coming together and starting to make sense.
After our conference, I went out for a long walk in the park, then played Ingress for a while. I put up some big fields, which the other side took down almost immediately. Someone said that it is like making sand mandalas, and it is so true. You plan, you create, and the wind blows it all away.
One of my stops today--the produce stand at Sloughhouse. It is about 20 minutes from my house. They have stuff all year round, but in the mid summer, they have the best corn in the world. You can stop there and buy Sloughhouse corn that was picked less than an hour ago. Mmmm. Can't wait!
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Date: 2016-06-11 06:35 pm (UTC)I heard some poor soul say on the radio today that she thought her Manhattan farmers' market would be better than one in Tucson.