Dag, yo. I didn’t realize I’d let this thing sit for so long. My apologies, if you’re still checking intermittently. It’s been an eventful few months. In some of the biggest news, I finally passed my MPhil-to-PhD upgrade process. (I always spell it “upgrayedd” in my head. The extra D is for a double dose of my pimping.)
In practical terms, that means that for now I can take a break from writing the same two goddamned chapters over and over again and get some actual work done. It’s been tremendously liberating, and I’ve managed to get a lot of learning done on the kinds of techniques I need for the next milestone in my thesis. I won’t bore you with the technical details, but I’m actually taking some statistical clustering that’s most often used in life sciences for things like gene sequencing and using it to analyze text. Neat, no? I’ve finally got some code written, even. I’m actually having a little bit of fun with it for a change.
Oh, I’ll still have to go back and rewrite a mound of stuff–don’t get me wrong–but it won’t be quite as bad. It’s a lot easier to write about where you’re going to go once you’ve already been there. It’ll be a lot easier now that I have a new laptop, too; the old one, in the charming phrase Katrin’s family uses, “went to go live with Jesus” a few weeks ago, and I had to replace the whole thing because the cost and time involved in replacing the defunct motherboard made it the only logical choice. Fortunately, the hard drive was still intact and I back up all my thesis stuff to Dropbox, so I was able to get everything restored without too huge a delay. The new machine isn’t as powerful as the old one, and won’t play newer games, but I suppose that’s for the best.
In other news, May was a very marriage-related month. Katrin and I had our fifteenth–Fifteenth!–anniversary. It was kind of low-key, but still a really nice night. We had dinner at the Savoy Grill, then saw the West End production of Sweeney Todd, which was amazing. Only a couple of weeks later, we went up to Edinburgh for the wedding of two friends we’ve known since the Exeter days. It was our first time in Scotland, and we can’t wait to see it again some time. The city is beautiful, and the countryside isn’t half bad either.
I’ve managed to get myself into a production of Henry V with a local company that performs near Waterloo Station. I’m playing the Archbishop of Canterbury and the King of France. It’s a pretty neat production, and the people are all great. I’ve enjoyed getting out of the house and interacting with people.
Finally, Katrin and I are traveling to America for a couple of weeks next month. It’ll be my first time back since I left almost five years ago, but I’m not really looking forward to the trip. Oh, I’ll enjoy seeing family and friends and familiar places and all, but I’m dreading getting to the airport, then getting through security, then the eight-hour-plus flight, then the jet lag…and then repeating the entire process in the other direction. (This is to say nothing of the reverse culture shock. After all this time, I think the sight of an American city with all its free space and huge roads might actually kill me.)
Stay tuned. If transatlantic travel and jet lag don’t kill me, I’ll keep you updated.