Yet Another LiveJournal Post
Okay, here's my task list for the evening:
- Pick out six graduate programs to apply to. (Don't necessarily have to be at six different schools, but should be spread across at least three.)
- E-mail admissions departments of said schools for information about sending applications early.
- Compile a list of necessary admissions materials for each school.
- Create a timeline for acquiring/completing said materials.
- Register for the GRE.
- Write up a GRE study plan/timetable.
- (and Finish re-reading Harry Potter V)
Regardless of what else I do with my evening, all of these things (with the possible exception of the last one) must be done before I go to bed tonight.
On an unrelated note, I'm completely bemused by how many relationship issues (in all relationships, but specifically "romantic" ones) seem to be predicated on a lack of readily available information. It often seems that people would have entirely different perspectives on their situations if they only had more facts - facts which are, in fact, quite easily accessible, but which the people in question decline to access because it doesn't occur to them that this is even a possibility. Even answers to simple little questions like, "What does my partner want to do?", "What actually occurred in this situation?" or "How much does a bus pass cost?" - which would make a difference if only somebody made the effort to find out.
This isn't really about anyone specific - although obviously it's an idea derived from having conversations with real people about their actual relationships - it just seems to be a general theme in human relationships that's been cropping up synchronically a lot lately. (Along with the memetic theme that half the boys I know seem suddenly to be freaking out about losing their hair?) And I do realize that there's a lot of theorizing about how "lack of information" impacts a variety of social and political situations and affects problem solving in other arenas as well. Hell, that's pretty much what Game Theory is all about. But it makes me think about what easily answerable questions I'm neglecting to ask in my own relationships and thereby unknowingly fucking things up that don't need to be fucked up. Knowledge really is power and love is worth a little extra energy. There just needs to be more thinking outside the damn box.
On a further unrelated note, Ted called a second ago just to tell me he landed an awesome trick on his skateboard. And Joanna came by to borrow a cooler, so excited about going camping that she was gushing, "Oh, I love this! And I love having friends! And I love college! Everything is great!" It's entirely possible that my friends are the most adorable creatures on the face of the planet.
That's all for now.
- Pick out six graduate programs to apply to. (Don't necessarily have to be at six different schools, but should be spread across at least three.)
- E-mail admissions departments of said schools for information about sending applications early.
- Compile a list of necessary admissions materials for each school.
- Create a timeline for acquiring/completing said materials.
- Register for the GRE.
- Write up a GRE study plan/timetable.
- (and Finish re-reading Harry Potter V)
Regardless of what else I do with my evening, all of these things (with the possible exception of the last one) must be done before I go to bed tonight.
On an unrelated note, I'm completely bemused by how many relationship issues (in all relationships, but specifically "romantic" ones) seem to be predicated on a lack of readily available information. It often seems that people would have entirely different perspectives on their situations if they only had more facts - facts which are, in fact, quite easily accessible, but which the people in question decline to access because it doesn't occur to them that this is even a possibility. Even answers to simple little questions like, "What does my partner want to do?", "What actually occurred in this situation?" or "How much does a bus pass cost?" - which would make a difference if only somebody made the effort to find out.
This isn't really about anyone specific - although obviously it's an idea derived from having conversations with real people about their actual relationships - it just seems to be a general theme in human relationships that's been cropping up synchronically a lot lately. (Along with the memetic theme that half the boys I know seem suddenly to be freaking out about losing their hair?) And I do realize that there's a lot of theorizing about how "lack of information" impacts a variety of social and political situations and affects problem solving in other arenas as well. Hell, that's pretty much what Game Theory is all about. But it makes me think about what easily answerable questions I'm neglecting to ask in my own relationships and thereby unknowingly fucking things up that don't need to be fucked up. Knowledge really is power and love is worth a little extra energy. There just needs to be more thinking outside the damn box.
On a further unrelated note, Ted called a second ago just to tell me he landed an awesome trick on his skateboard. And Joanna came by to borrow a cooler, so excited about going camping that she was gushing, "Oh, I love this! And I love having friends! And I love college! Everything is great!" It's entirely possible that my friends are the most adorable creatures on the face of the planet.
That's all for now.