1) Today, I got out of class, and the sky was bright blue and all the U Chicago faux-Gothic architecture looked so-so pretty against the cobalt background and I thought “This doesn’t happen much, but right now I’m so happy to be right here.” Because my class had just gone well (yay for making several relevant points) and so I felt smart. Then I had a great meeting with my precept regarding classes for next quarter, paper topics, and my thesis. It is times like this when I think I want to still do the PhD thing. We’ll see. No Plan, for now.
 
2) I officially have paper topics for my two political science classes. Guess what, I’m suckered into writing about feminism again! Favorite-Professor-From-College was right when she warned me that, as a female theorist, I’d always be pushed towards feminist theory. But unlike my defense of Marxist feminism last quarter, I’m not going to sell out on this one. I’m going to critique ‘sameness’ feminism in JS Mill through the lens of Diderot. A giant ‘fuck you’ to Judith Butler. 

3) I have pages written on my thesis! Not good pages, but things on paper nonetheless.

4) I have kind of done a 180 on my attitude about my precept since last quarter. I feel like a sell-out on that, but whatever. Today, he was talking about how he just finished reading MAPSS applications for next year and it reminded me that even though I am a PhD reject, I still completely and totally beat the admissions odds to get in to this program and so I felt smart for that too.

Other than that, I am sick, yet again and all I want to do is sleep all weekend. And this burst of good mood-ness is probably attributed to post-last-weekend-giddiness, so it is entirely possible I am only imagining my current good will towards University of Chicago. At any rate, I’m still on a good course to finish this stupid program in June, and go do something else.

…except now I’m thinking about doing a PhD program.

Whatever. As a woman, I reserve the right to change my mind.