it's ungodly early. and it's raining.

Mar 31, 2006 08:23

thanks, patrice, for making the loudest bowl of cereal in the history of the world. now i'm awake and feel like people are only awake at 8am to do productive things. so here's my attempt at productive.

Kathleen's To Do List for Friday, 31 March 2006
-Wash hair
-Figure what to do with the rest of my life.

unfortunately with all the weekend guests, a shower at this moment would do lots of waking up, so on to number two...

what to do, what to do. well, law school is obviously out. the final admissions decision was supposed to be made this past weekend with the last round of new admittees being called before the open house today. yeah, no phone call. no law school, evidently. and i'm not going to flatter myself by blaming it on the new ridiculous affirmative action policy - subject of another rant. don't feel like busting out the con.law book this early in the am. i looked at the graduate school application last night and the poli.sci one was due in february. unfortunately you can't get a graduate degree in international studies from ole miss. yeah, thinking back on that, why in the hell would i want more time for dr. metcalf to run my life into the ground? So i could apply for polisci grad school starting in the spring, which wouldn't be too bad. Teach for america is something i've thought about doing, but you had to apply for that quite a bit earlier as well.

hmmm.

i just want to go back to college.

i'm falling back into Mrs.-degree mode. yesterday as I scrubbed patrice's (disgusting) bathroom, i thought to myself, "it's a good thing caleb loves her so much, because she'd never find a husband with this sty she lives in." like i should put my domestic skills on my resume. or better yet, i could make a totally different resume to sell myself as the ideal housewife. i've been thinking about bree vandecamp a lot lately. last week she told the guy at AA that she couldn't be an alcoholic because she doesn't have a compulsive personality. and then i finished straightening the attic. maybe i'll go make myself a mimosa.
Previous post Next post
Up