Fuckers.
I, I, I-- personal blogs are often navel- gazing. But they sure are a neat record: when I re-read my blog, I also "hear" what I left unsaid.
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I'm gearing up for a conference this week in Los Angeles. Can you believe I have been all over the world but never to the West Coast?!?!?! Wait, does Hawaii count? I told myself that it was because I was saving "tame" US trips for a time when I would be less mobile-- like when I have a little kid, or when my mom gets older and can't do extended flights. But this week I'll board a flight for a few days with other scholars...in the sun. I can't wait to run in a new place and see a new part of the country! Granted, conferences are not technically for pleasure, but they are are a nice way to shake yourself out of your comfort zone.
When I get back I'll throw down a smoke bomb, clear the premises. Toxic people get the boot. Everybody else...bring a mask.
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