Venti-sized Venting

First: a curse on Starbucks for making Venti a synonym for “really big.” And a pox on me for using it.

Second: welcome, readers, to yet another blog on life in “the academy” (surely there must be dozens of these?). In this case, “the academy” refers to a PhD program in history through which I am ever-so-slowly progressing/regressing. One-and-a-half years in, and I’m ready to get some things off my chest: about my fellow students, about faculty, about students, about administrators, about ill-informed librarians–you know, the usual list of suspects. So allow me to repose on my cyber-couch and vent to you, my cyber-psychiatrists.