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I'm having a busy week.
On Monday, I finally gave my fourth and final lecture in our working seminar on stacks. The aim was to present a theorem that was mine, by me (ahem), and I'd spent a fair bit of time building up to it, and indeed working the details out. The theorem may already be in the literature (it could have occurred to anyone who knows what a stack and a 2-category are), but it's still something I invented, so I'm quite proud of it.
Three people turned up. One of them fell asleep and left early :-(
On the upside, I showed my work to my supervisor, who said "anything this elegant has to be interesting!". So I'm all happy again :-)
My second source of busyness is the Glasgow improvised comedy troupe, the Damned Amateurs. I'd heard about this, and went to a rehearsal last week. "Great, a new person!" they said. "You do know the performance is next week, right?" Er, no...
Which brings us to my third source of busyness, Burns Night. Last year Philipp and I had a last-minute thrown-together Burns Supper, and vowed that this year we'd do it properly. So I've invited loads of people, only some of whom have replied, and I've consequently been buying haggis, neaps, tatties and whisky for an utterly unknown number of people. I don't mind having too much (I can happily eat haggis for breakfast, lunch and dinner for a fortnight if need be), but I do worry about having too little. Precisely, I worry about running out of whisky at 10.05pm, just after the off-sales shut.
Right, off to tidy up![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wormwood_pearl's flat in preparation for the binge...
On Monday, I finally gave my fourth and final lecture in our working seminar on stacks. The aim was to present a theorem that was mine, by me (ahem), and I'd spent a fair bit of time building up to it, and indeed working the details out. The theorem may already be in the literature (it could have occurred to anyone who knows what a stack and a 2-category are), but it's still something I invented, so I'm quite proud of it.
Three people turned up. One of them fell asleep and left early :-(
On the upside, I showed my work to my supervisor, who said "anything this elegant has to be interesting!". So I'm all happy again :-)
My second source of busyness is the Glasgow improvised comedy troupe, the Damned Amateurs. I'd heard about this, and went to a rehearsal last week. "Great, a new person!" they said. "You do know the performance is next week, right?" Er, no...
Which brings us to my third source of busyness, Burns Night. Last year Philipp and I had a last-minute thrown-together Burns Supper, and vowed that this year we'd do it properly. So I've invited loads of people, only some of whom have replied, and I've consequently been buying haggis, neaps, tatties and whisky for an utterly unknown number of people. I don't mind having too much (I can happily eat haggis for breakfast, lunch and dinner for a fortnight if need be), but I do worry about having too little. Precisely, I worry about running out of whisky at 10.05pm, just after the off-sales shut.
Right, off to tidy up
wormwood_pearl's flat in preparation for the binge...Tags:
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