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or, Adventures in Grad School.

Other than talking about research topics, of which there are many, I haven’t said much about what an amazing experience grad school  has been so far. It’s easy to focus on the work, or sometimes the negative (sore, tired, too much work) and so I want to take this time to share, mostly in photos, how awesome my experience has been so far.

there are goldfish swimming across my desk. what isn’t awesome about that?

This is in no way, shape, or form a reason for me to not finish annotating sources tonight. It’s not. I swear.

First things first, however. In my life I’ve had a few nicknames. No more or less than anyone else, I’d say, but typically they’re pretty easy to deduce or to come up with. Some of those include: bhums, kabhums, k-a-bhumi, boomshakalaka, b, and ethel (but really only one person in the world is privy to that one).

Since beginning school I’ve acquired some new nicknames, and I’ve got to say that they might be the most creative I’ve had yet.

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blume sauce

Do either of these make any sense? No, not really. But I absolutely love them. The first came from k-dawg, and basically was just something that came out of his mouth and stuck. The second actually has a story.

On the second week of classes there was a meeting for all the first year students with one of the faculty members. She was really, really having trouble with my name, even after I repeated it thrice and gave the example of a cannon goes boom.

For the duration of the meeting she referred to me as “blum-ey.” After the meeting one of the girls in my class said that just to confuse this person for the rest of the semester she’d be referring to me as “blumes.” I don’t know when sauce got added on, but now it’s just funny. And weirdly catching on in the department.

So now we’re going to move on to the photo portion of this post.

some activities include getting things stuck in trees and then climbing on each other to get them down.

the most delicious pumpkin nutella muffins. I, apparently, have time to bake these days?

I also study! this is probably a third of the books I’ve checked out from the library

but girlfrannnn do grad students know how to have fun. yes, it’s a light up glass. yes, rupaul’s is on behind it. perfect evenings are perfect.

That concludes this edition of what’s been going on on my side of the world. I am so, so excited to see my family so soon. ESPECIALLY my sisterbears.

love, B

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“The (500) Days of Summer attitude of “He wants you so bad” seems attractive to some women and men, especially younger ones, but I would encourage anyone who has a crush on my character to watch it again and examine how selfish he is. He develops a mildly delusional obsession over a girl onto whom he projects all these fantasies. He thinks she’ll give his life meaning because he doesn’t care about much else going on in his life. A lot of boys and girls think their lives will have meaning if they find a partner who wants nothing else in life but them. That’s not healthy. That’s falling in love with the idea of a person, not the actual person.”

— Joseph Gordon-Levitt