Freedom! And also, wow, it's been a while
My people! My peeps! People who care about things that are not related to public policy!
Oh my god, crawling out from under the pile of government reports, academic studies, textbooks, and SHEER UNADULTERATED INSANITY that is grad school to say "hi!"
Wow, so one year of my master's is done. Or almost done. Poor lapiccolina and empressearwig have been listening to me bitch about this for months. I'm still trying to finish up a project for one class that will likely drag out through the rest of the summer because my group's adviser is a crazy person.
So, you know what? It turns out that public agencies are reluctant to share information about spending, hospital policies, and successes/failures of attempted programs. Shocking, right? But we have an adviser who seems to think it's possible to make budgets for individual hospital departments appear out of thin air, when we've been literally, actually hung up on when we've tried to get less damning information that that. Whatever information we have right now is all we were able to collect, and we've actually cobbled together a pretty decent informative report on an agency that we weren't able to speak with directly. We even were able to make some recommendations.
Because the thing is, see, this report/project? Is for a real client. Who was expecting said report in the middle of May. But because this is also for a class, we can't submit our final report until our adviser signs off on it, and she can hold off letting us submit it until it meets whatever crazy standards she has. And make no mistake, her standards left "reasonable," "rational," and "sane" long ago. She has already accused our group of embarrassing her in front of her contacts and of being unprofessional, and I'm sorry, but it's like she missed the part of this whole process where it said that "this is a student group, made up of people who have no professional experience in this area, you are here to advise and teach them."
Ahem. Sorry. Apparently, my feelings for this remain as yet unresolved. I may have hated my other project for this class, but at least we finished on time, and our adviser treated our group like adults. Who knew that would be such a rare commodity in graduate school?
I'm sure no one here cares about this, but I'm completely in love with the bromance/bff-ness of Adam Lambert and Kris Allen from American Idol. Go ahead and laugh, but they're the cutest odd couple ever, and their lives on the show are basically a giant fluff fic with a little bit of angst thrown in for good measure. Also, they have a message in their friendship. This was the first time, I think, where I was totally ok with both Top 2 on AI, and am actually looking forward to both albums. And summer tour shenanigans.
I think the only other show I completely caught up on is Chuck? Which is awesome. Everything about this show, especially the latter half of the season, kicked ass, and I'm so happy it'll be back next year.
Um, what else? I think I'm completely lost on other shows...oh! Lost! WTF was that season finale!? I never have anything more competent to say about Lost than "WTF?!" is seems. Which is probably why I never ventured into the fandom.
lapiccolina was kind enough to tell me it was safe to start watching Scrubs again, and I was pleasantly surprised by their reunion. It was like they were Robin and Patrick again, with cute baby Emma along to make them extra-awesome. The rest of the show is...not so good.
Anything else? Oh! The new Stargate show hasn't even aired yet, and it already looks like a hot mess.
Ok, so, wow. That's my life in a nutshell since January. I'll try to be less of a stranger this summer, which will probably be helped by me having no idea what I'll actually be filling my days with. I've been off lj for months now, so feel free to catch me up on your lives or point me towards entries I should read.
PS: lapiccolina? My suitcase has even more room than I realized! Thanks so much, hon, for talking me through the crazy last night. :)
Oh my god, crawling out from under the pile of government reports, academic studies, textbooks, and SHEER UNADULTERATED INSANITY that is grad school to say "hi!"
Wow, so one year of my master's is done. Or almost done. Poor lapiccolina and empressearwig have been listening to me bitch about this for months. I'm still trying to finish up a project for one class that will likely drag out through the rest of the summer because my group's adviser is a crazy person.
So, you know what? It turns out that public agencies are reluctant to share information about spending, hospital policies, and successes/failures of attempted programs. Shocking, right? But we have an adviser who seems to think it's possible to make budgets for individual hospital departments appear out of thin air, when we've been literally, actually hung up on when we've tried to get less damning information that that. Whatever information we have right now is all we were able to collect, and we've actually cobbled together a pretty decent informative report on an agency that we weren't able to speak with directly. We even were able to make some recommendations.
Because the thing is, see, this report/project? Is for a real client. Who was expecting said report in the middle of May. But because this is also for a class, we can't submit our final report until our adviser signs off on it, and she can hold off letting us submit it until it meets whatever crazy standards she has. And make no mistake, her standards left "reasonable," "rational," and "sane" long ago. She has already accused our group of embarrassing her in front of her contacts and of being unprofessional, and I'm sorry, but it's like she missed the part of this whole process where it said that "this is a student group, made up of people who have no professional experience in this area, you are here to advise and teach them."
Ahem. Sorry. Apparently, my feelings for this remain as yet unresolved. I may have hated my other project for this class, but at least we finished on time, and our adviser treated our group like adults. Who knew that would be such a rare commodity in graduate school?
I'm sure no one here cares about this, but I'm completely in love with the bromance/bff-ness of Adam Lambert and Kris Allen from American Idol. Go ahead and laugh, but they're the cutest odd couple ever, and their lives on the show are basically a giant fluff fic with a little bit of angst thrown in for good measure. Also, they have a message in their friendship. This was the first time, I think, where I was totally ok with both Top 2 on AI, and am actually looking forward to both albums. And summer tour shenanigans.
I think the only other show I completely caught up on is Chuck? Which is awesome. Everything about this show, especially the latter half of the season, kicked ass, and I'm so happy it'll be back next year.
Um, what else? I think I'm completely lost on other shows...oh! Lost! WTF was that season finale!? I never have anything more competent to say about Lost than "WTF?!" is seems. Which is probably why I never ventured into the fandom.
lapiccolina was kind enough to tell me it was safe to start watching Scrubs again, and I was pleasantly surprised by their reunion. It was like they were Robin and Patrick again, with cute baby Emma along to make them extra-awesome. The rest of the show is...not so good.
Anything else? Oh! The new Stargate show hasn't even aired yet, and it already looks like a hot mess.
Ok, so, wow. That's my life in a nutshell since January. I'll try to be less of a stranger this summer, which will probably be helped by me having no idea what I'll actually be filling my days with. I've been off lj for months now, so feel free to catch me up on your lives or point me towards entries I should read.
PS: lapiccolina? My suitcase has even more room than I realized! Thanks so much, hon, for talking me through the crazy last night. :)