Feminist Full Rollers

Going bowling today. Ten pin bowling. To raise money for the City's Rape Crisis Centre. I have never been ten pin bowling before... and last week my four-year-old nephew whooped me at 5 pin.

I'm going with a feminist graduate group that I'm just getting to know. It's a bit weird, not because I don't know if I'm a feminist or not - I definitely am... but from what I can piece together from the web group and the emails, it can be a bit... uh... intensely combative. And that's something I don't enjoy.

So we'll see how it goes...

I guess the thing I might be struggling with most about grad school is actually not the school part.

The Tuts Leading The Tuttees

I'm tutoring a young lady in statistics. This has many complications, considering that I love math and have always done well in stats myself, but am currently struggling in my own graduate stats course due to professorial incompetence in teaching.

So, I'm going back to the basics. Old text, looking up how to actually run all the analyses and the building blocks of Z distributions and sampling distributions of the mean. I want to do right by the poor girl and would hte myself if I were to lead her astray.

She also paid me to look over a research design assignment for her. Yay! $$$$$$$$$

I like tutoring and so far her feedback has been that I am very helpful and encouraging and a "real positive influence in [her] life right now.] Awwwwwwww... pretty sweet huh? It's like school and counselling at summer camp all rolled into one!!

Okay, back to the books.

Psyche