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Oct. 18th, 2004
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Oct. 18th, 2004 10:31 pmA risotto of birch boletes (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dianthus says Leccinum scabrums sound icky) and hazelnuts, to be stuffed in little pumpkins and baked. Meanwhile, my old black kitty has finally decided that yes, he really can get too warm roasting himself in front of the brick oven. It took him quite a while to establish this fact, but he seemed to enjoy the process.
Continuing to enjoy being back in school. Was graded higher than I thought I deserved on the Chinese test. (And pretty decently -- my translations were all good, my labelling of grammatical features a bit erratic.) Finding more and more linkages between different areas over in the sciences. The genomics department claims to be very free on allowing their grad students to take a variety of classes... I wonder if we're talking similar orders of magnitude of freedom? (There's got to be some great irony in play if after all these years I end up revisiting physics.) I wonder if the standardized test thing still works. I haven't really used it in years...
I wonder, sometimes still if I'm really ready for this. One of my professors claims that grad school is all about synthesis, which is encouraging, but I still wonder if I'm perhaps too much of a synthesist -- or maybe not a disciplined enough one. (When I was... twelve? thirteen? Dr. Fisher pegged me as as synthesist, and it took me a long time to have any idea what he meant.) All the things I am drawn towards academically tend to be ones that encorporate bodies of knowledge that are somewhat disparate in common usage. Which is good (assuming I can get away with it in practice) ...as long as I can keep enough focus to be productive. I think I have lived my life in some degree of fear of being in the end very bright, but largely useless for practical things.
dianthus says Leccinum scabrums sound icky) and hazelnuts, to be stuffed in little pumpkins and baked. Meanwhile, my old black kitty has finally decided that yes, he really can get too warm roasting himself in front of the brick oven. It took him quite a while to establish this fact, but he seemed to enjoy the process.Continuing to enjoy being back in school. Was graded higher than I thought I deserved on the Chinese test. (And pretty decently -- my translations were all good, my labelling of grammatical features a bit erratic.) Finding more and more linkages between different areas over in the sciences. The genomics department claims to be very free on allowing their grad students to take a variety of classes... I wonder if we're talking similar orders of magnitude of freedom? (There's got to be some great irony in play if after all these years I end up revisiting physics.) I wonder if the standardized test thing still works. I haven't really used it in years...
I wonder, sometimes still if I'm really ready for this. One of my professors claims that grad school is all about synthesis, which is encouraging, but I still wonder if I'm perhaps too much of a synthesist -- or maybe not a disciplined enough one. (When I was... twelve? thirteen? Dr. Fisher pegged me as as synthesist, and it took me a long time to have any idea what he meant.) All the things I am drawn towards academically tend to be ones that encorporate bodies of knowledge that are somewhat disparate in common usage. Which is good (assuming I can get away with it in practice) ...as long as I can keep enough focus to be productive. I think I have lived my life in some degree of fear of being in the end very bright, but largely useless for practical things.