switchbacks

The blog has been quiet due to an extraordinarily tumultuous week, followed by a bout of food poisoning that left me curled up in bed, miserable, for most of the weekend (to add insult to injury, my laptop was in the shop for repairs at the time). But I'm back in action, and finally supplying some answers.

[as promised, most of this post is now redacted. If you want the whole convoluted story, you can email me for the details.]

Anyway, the big news: so, what I said the other week, about going to NYU? I was wrong. (Don't worry, I'm still not headed to Harvard.) I've accepted a full fellowship to the doctoral program in socio-cultural anthropology at Columbia. As I've promised Sepoy, I'll play the historian half the time anyway, and I'm already laying the groundwork for dalliances with the history department at Columbia. I'm overflowing with plans and ideas, and the delight I've been feeling since last Monday suggest that this was the right decision: what a rollercoaster ending. I'm not even getting into (yet) the part about how we also spent much of the week thinking we were going to be evicted from our beloved and irreplaceable apartment.

But! Does this mean I have to stop saying snarky things about the Ivy League now?