After several years in a row of going to MLA, I'm glad that I didn't go this year. Grateful. Relaxed. Happy. Christmas was wonderful with the family.
And yet . . . lots of the cool kids are at MLA, so there's a little twinge that says "we're having a party, and you're not there."
Proof positive that academia is an addiction, don't you think?
Edited to add: I didn't realize that What Now and Sisyphus were there, too.
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Au contraire--I'm very not at MLA (although I am in California). Thank goodness!
Hah! I am supposedly there but at the current rate will I make it?
1. Left wallet in parents' car when they dropped me off in SF. This means missing sessions to take the ferry across the bay to retrieve it.
2. Already missed part: people decided it was more entertaining to go to the Haight and I agreed.
However, I do know there was already a Tweeters meetup.
Aw, I'm a cool kid? Thanks!
If it makes you feel any better, I wish that I *weren't* here right now. Big scary interview in 80 minutes. Plus I'm pretty much broke.
Ought to get back to describing my research to the hotel walls, I guess....
Ha... Funny, because that is exactly why I go to conferences: wouldn't want to miss the party! ;) (And indeed, the cocktails and welcome parties and various receptions are always my favorite parts of conferences...) But then again, I am still quite a new prof, and the fun of it might just wear off in the next decades, who knows.
I didn't go to MLA this year either. Had I gone, however, I would have been more interested in the papers than the parties. I find academic parties, by and large, insufferably dreary.
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