Which means rehearsal tonight. Rehearsal tomorrow. And hour's drive, each way, each time, for 6 hours in the car. Blecch.
Crunched a buncha numbers together this week, and, wonder of wonders, got more or less the right answer, with some approximations. It's worth doing it right, I guess. So that's what I'd doing this summer, in preparation for a meeting in SFia at the beginning of October.
...which falls astride a proposal deadline.
...and the week after my brother-in-law's wedding, and a 2-day drive homeward with some of the ancestral furnishings.
Anyway, if you left coasters wanna get together, sometime in the Oct 4-7 time frame might just work for me.
The abstract submission site is downright hostile. Everybody in the field, including the journals, uses LaTeX for word processing. You hafta use Word and IE to submit abstracts. They have alternatives, but it's not pretty. Aaaannnnnd... they don't tell you all this til you're six pages into the submission process. Nor do they tell you how many words you get in your abstract. Fortunately, my [draft] one is short and to the point. Now we'll see if $employer will fork over the cash...
Summer makes me tired. Can't really breathe all that well, what with the pollen (and my reaction thereto), all the water in the air, the heat, etc. Fortunately the office and the car are air conditioned, and we put the window unit in the bedroom.
The other night we holed up in the bedroom with the A/C running against the 90+ (after sunset, yargh) weather outside. Laptops and WiFi are wonderful. We spend much of the time watching an episode or two of The L-word on DVD. The characters aren't that immediately likable, but they do kind of grow on you. And the situations and characters are complex enough to make for some interest. Also, comma, Jennifer Beals is teh hot. In a good way.
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