I had a breakdown this morning. I was planning on marking some work, before going in to teach two new 2-hour classes, followed by another 3-hour class. I'd been bubbling with anxiety over the fact that it was new students for over a week, and it all overflowed in a fairly pathetic crying fit.
I mentioned recently that I've been trying to decide what to do at the end of the next academic year. One of the options is to go aroad, and up to now I had only been considering China and Spain, the former for the pay and the latter for the culture. But recently, while I was in Bratislava, I fell back in love with the language there, and my close friend raised an interesting proposal: what if both lived in Prague together?
Now that I'm medically transitioning, the issue of clothing is becoming ever more prominent. Recently I had to go to a family wedding, which meant I had to buy my first dress, and get nice shoes, and put on makeup, and be in front of people. It turned out fine, and I was quite happy … Continue reading What is style?