What's Past Is Prologue

(via lovelifeandsmilealot)

I’ve spent the past week or so reading social science research.

While my major istechnicallya social science, it often doesn’t feel that way. I’m focused a lot more on law and constitutionalism in my academics — especially this last semester, with my senior thesis focused on the constitutionality of the War Powers Resolution of 1973. It’s a bit more concrete than some of the other stuff one finds in social sciences.

I only say that because of the presentations in a class called “Performing National Identities: The Politics of Music, Theater, and Popular Culture.” It’s an interesting class, though interesting in an incidental way. I’m not drawn into it the way I am my other classes. I can only read so much about “theoretical framework” and “contextualized ethnomusicology” and “sacred limen” before I shut the coursepack and shout “DONE!”

I think a lot of social science follows the format Calvin talks about here. It’s less about the presentation of ideas in a succinct and articulate way and more about trying to categorize thought process and intangible things in the most ostentatious way possible.

I have a lot of feelings about graduating in (egads) eleven days, but one of the things I am least conflicted about is my unadulterated joy at not having to work with PhD.s for a long while.

GPOY

I was sitting around today, doing nothing in particular, and then for reasons I can’t yet discern, life seemed sad. This felt appropriate.

I must be such a treat to date.

I regret that I have reached the age of 22 without playing Calvinball. We used to play extreme croquet, but we broke the croquet mallets.