Greetings
Yup, still me. I haven't changed much, but life got busy.
I've been working at Pro-Choice Resources on an Internship for my Master's, but the plans for publications this summer had to be postponed. Out of the range of me working on them, I mean. They'll still be doing them, but I won't.
Crap. I could have still worked for them, but, most likely, I'd be counting paper chips or something of that importance. Bleh.
I shopped around the Non-Profit sector and, at my supervisor's suggestion, I e-mailed PFLAG and the Charities Review Council. While the second one sounded interesting--and I may be incredibly focused on working for them in the future--but their intern will be little more than a flunkie.
I talked to the PFLAG Office Director last week, and we talked about their upcoming conference, publications, being a liaison, writing articles... That's more like it.
Now, of course, the Charities Council calls. I know, Whine whine whine. I intend to call them this afternoon and politely tell them they're too late or some such. (I've been discovering networking, and it's a good thing.)
The big thing right now is how nervous I am about what I'll be doing for the next couple of months. I'm making up a program mock-up for the conference, trying to prepare myself to be the MnSOC liaison, brushing off my journalistic skills, since I'll be writing a column for a newsletter, and preparing to meet the Board of Directors. Thankfully, my supervisor is cool. Friendly, helpful, and open to talk.
God, I sound like a teenager on my first job. Yeek. I just keep telling myself I can do this.
Other than that, my life is just as boring as ever. I don't have enough energy for an interesting one.
I've been working at Pro-Choice Resources on an Internship for my Master's, but the plans for publications this summer had to be postponed. Out of the range of me working on them, I mean. They'll still be doing them, but I won't.
Crap. I could have still worked for them, but, most likely, I'd be counting paper chips or something of that importance. Bleh.
I shopped around the Non-Profit sector and, at my supervisor's suggestion, I e-mailed PFLAG and the Charities Review Council. While the second one sounded interesting--and I may be incredibly focused on working for them in the future--but their intern will be little more than a flunkie.
I talked to the PFLAG Office Director last week, and we talked about their upcoming conference, publications, being a liaison, writing articles... That's more like it.
Now, of course, the Charities Council calls. I know, Whine whine whine. I intend to call them this afternoon and politely tell them they're too late or some such. (I've been discovering networking, and it's a good thing.)
The big thing right now is how nervous I am about what I'll be doing for the next couple of months. I'm making up a program mock-up for the conference, trying to prepare myself to be the MnSOC liaison, brushing off my journalistic skills, since I'll be writing a column for a newsletter, and preparing to meet the Board of Directors. Thankfully, my supervisor is cool. Friendly, helpful, and open to talk.
God, I sound like a teenager on my first job. Yeek. I just keep telling myself I can do this.
Other than that, my life is just as boring as ever. I don't have enough energy for an interesting one.