Back to school
While printing off some articles this morning for the first day of skul skoole school (yes, I have homework and classes haven't even started yet!), I came to the sad realization that summer is officially over. No longer can I immerse myself in research, reading children's books like Dotty Dimple, Cousin Lucy at Study, or Hampster Huey and the Gooey Kablooie.* Nope. Now, sitting in front of me, are "Deconstructing Equality-versus-Difference: Or, the Uses of Poststructuralist Theory for Feminism," "Feminist History after the Linguistic Turn: Historicizing Discourse and Experience," and "Dissolving the Sameness/Difference Debate: A Post-Modern Path beyond Essentialism in Feminist and Critical Race Theory." Undoubtedly these articles are full of wonderful insight, but I doubt that I'll come across such scintillating dialogue as "I didn't hurt me velly bad. I'm weller now!", uttered by little Dotty Dimple. But maybe I'll get a chance to go back and visit the archives in between classes. I think I'd like that.
*Note: One of these things is not like the other. Can you tell before I finish this blog?