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Sep. 30th, 2013
Today has been actually vile.
Sep. 30th, 2013 06:33 pmCissexism, ableism, outright fucking lying to my fucking face.
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This is what it is like, or what it is like in words.
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This is what it is like, or what it is like in words.
1. The road between my department and the student union is full of gingko trees. Full of them. It is going, very soon, to be glorious.
2. On my way home is a building fronted with garnet-bearing marble. Garnets are, in a very real sense, why I am a geologist; it was... grounding and reassuring to have that reminder.
3. My meeting with my supervisors was actually fab: we talked about #overlyhonestmethods; and we had an incredibly productive discussion, the upshot of which is: I am to have computer and lab coat and prescription safety specs ordered, and I am to be added to the lab/machine booking system forthwith. (This was by far and away the most productive and least traumatic 30 minutes of my day. Also, it contained free hot chocolate, and therefore did not involve people trying to POISON ME WITH CAFFEINE. I'm sorry, I appear to have got off track.)
4. The rubbish pancake place in the JCR is now something that is instead called "F-EAST", which, yes, gross, but on the other hand they sold me passion fruit bubble tea (surprise popping boba!) and steamed vegetable buns. That was a good bit.
5. I am wearing some of the boything's current favourite perfume (well, one of them) - I put it on last night to help soothe to sleep as well - and: yes, yes this is good and makes me feel less alone.
6. I managed to be a little bit social with other starting postgrads, instead of stubbornly hiding in a corner. I know some people! One of them is going to be working on the same volcano as my master's project was on, so I'm going to send her over some particularly difficult-to-find papers that are relevant and useful.
7. I hadn't realised that in addition to the preposterous gown I will get when I graduate (of purple stuff with white watermarked silk facings and cord), I will be graduating in the Royal Albert Hall.
8. I have got myself set up on the local iteration of wifi, so will now actually be able to work in the department while waiting for my computer to arrive. (I have a desk. It is only mildly inconveniently situated, and only slightly covered in its previous inhabitant's rubbish. And my supervisors agree with me about the correct computer set-up and will cheerfully shout at anyone who tries to short-change me on it, so I don't have to.)
9. In general, I did a fucking amazing job of dealing with the horrors that got thrown at me, and emerged not unscathed but at least with agreements that all the important things that need doing will get done.
10. I have music and boything talking to me and the Big Project for Lashings over the summer seems to have gone basically well. And you all have been giving me validation, which is something I desperately need, so thank you. Thank you.
2. On my way home is a building fronted with garnet-bearing marble. Garnets are, in a very real sense, why I am a geologist; it was... grounding and reassuring to have that reminder.
3. My meeting with my supervisors was actually fab: we talked about #overlyhonestmethods; and we had an incredibly productive discussion, the upshot of which is: I am to have computer and lab coat and prescription safety specs ordered, and I am to be added to the lab/machine booking system forthwith. (This was by far and away the most productive and least traumatic 30 minutes of my day. Also, it contained free hot chocolate, and therefore did not involve people trying to POISON ME WITH CAFFEINE. I'm sorry, I appear to have got off track.)
4. The rubbish pancake place in the JCR is now something that is instead called "F-EAST", which, yes, gross, but on the other hand they sold me passion fruit bubble tea (surprise popping boba!) and steamed vegetable buns. That was a good bit.
5. I am wearing some of the boything's current favourite perfume (well, one of them) - I put it on last night to help soothe to sleep as well - and: yes, yes this is good and makes me feel less alone.
6. I managed to be a little bit social with other starting postgrads, instead of stubbornly hiding in a corner. I know some people! One of them is going to be working on the same volcano as my master's project was on, so I'm going to send her over some particularly difficult-to-find papers that are relevant and useful.
7. I hadn't realised that in addition to the preposterous gown I will get when I graduate (of purple stuff with white watermarked silk facings and cord), I will be graduating in the Royal Albert Hall.
8. I have got myself set up on the local iteration of wifi, so will now actually be able to work in the department while waiting for my computer to arrive. (I have a desk. It is only mildly inconveniently situated, and only slightly covered in its previous inhabitant's rubbish. And my supervisors agree with me about the correct computer set-up and will cheerfully shout at anyone who tries to short-change me on it, so I don't have to.)
9. In general, I did a fucking amazing job of dealing with the horrors that got thrown at me, and emerged not unscathed but at least with agreements that all the important things that need doing will get done.
10. I have music and boything talking to me and the Big Project for Lashings over the summer seems to have gone basically well. And you all have been giving me validation, which is something I desperately need, so thank you. Thank you.