| thoughts from a cunning linguist | |
I have never yet known a queer not to have a crisis about turning 40. And who can blame them? What are the models for continuity? How do queer lives pass from one generation to the next? Is there an old dykes home in your community?
I've always been precocious--my dear old valley girl and partner in drag, the e-bay Queen, says we have "old souls." So my birthday freak-out comes at turning 30.
My freak-out, though, is not about being in mid-life. It's about prolonging the early life. I won't go into all the reasons, but I'll give you a taste below:
I had always wanted to finish that damn dissertation before I hit 30. If I have two days, I wonder how many words per minute I'd have to type to finish by Thursday? Hmmm.
60 minutes per hour x 18 hours=1080 minutes (until the 27th)
Dissertation =about 200-pages
250 words per page x 200 pages= 50,000 words.
so 50,000 words/1080 minutes =~47 words per minute.
What do you think, folks?
I think it's time to start counting backwards--even if the therapy industry were to disintegrate in the process.
It has nothing to do with dissertation writing, but I should show you the video of my 30th birthday party. It might actually make you feel better.
Yes, I know you had always imagined being done that thesis by the time you reach 30. But really, as I told you before, on the grand scheme of things, you shouldn't view having it done by the time you're 32 as some great big failure. In fact, you'd still be at par if not slightly ahead of other people we know.
Posted by: Maurice on February 25, 2003 10:22 PMSo, what's the word count, Birthday Bush Whacker? :->}
Posted by: Maurice on February 27, 2003 12:33 AM