Dissertation bender to the rescue.

Know what's way better than the job market? Way better than pretending I have a "teaching philosophy"? Way better than spending more money on postage than I've spent on clothes in the last four years? Way better than obsessively checking that fucking wiki? Way better than reading blog comments from douchebags who think that any success a women has couldn't possibly be attributable to her philosophical abilities and must therefore be attributable to her possessing a vagina?

The dissertation. That's what. I'd kinda forgotten about it for a while there. But I'm back into it now. It's a welcome distraction. Reminding me that I actually kinda like doing philosophy. Making me think that, even if the whole job thing doesn't pan out this year, it'll happen eventually. I really like some of the stuff in there. It's nice to think that I'm capable of coming up with the odd idea that's so cool that I just might not die with my biggest contribution to the field having been my coining of the term "Leiterrific."