Life is Happening; or a hasty update about stuff.
Grad school is in progress. I rather enjoy parts of it, and other parts leave me a bit dissatisfied. One of those parts is that I was asked by three people to help them cheat on their final exam last semester, complete with offers of money. I was rather amused that it took working on my master's to revert to junior high school behavior. I'm still slogging through core courses at the moment, and next semester I start working on proper archival work. I also should start considering what I want to get my second masters in as I'm pretty sure that I want to work in an academic library.
I've recently picked up a new job, working for the City's Comptroller's office doing records management assistance. I'm starting next Tuesday and I'm looking forward to properly commuting to work again and doing something that feels worthwhile. My experiment with working from home this summer has taught me that I'm not good at doing jobs that bore me, no matter how much they pay me. I am a self-starter most of the time, but not when the work is completely rote.
I've started seeing someone new a couple of months. Joe is a nice human being and is appallingly normal by my standards. He is also a vicious opponent in Hangman (which makes for vicious teasing on long train rides), likes pork buns as much as I do (which is to say, a lot), and reads faster than I can (which terrifies me). I'm enjoying watching things progress and I have zero expectations for us at the moment, except that he will call me a nerd as often as possible, and with no small degree of affection.
I've taken up improv, specifically longform improv, in the last few months or so. I've always enjoyed improv games since junior high school, so it could only be a good move to devote myself to it in my free time. It's been a little harder than I expected in some ways, but it has really helped me with conversations and the like. Actually, it's really benefiting my job interviewing skills if anything. I'm looking into joining some of my classmates in a standalone practice group/performance team. Unfortunately most of it will have to wait until my financial situation stabilizes again.
Writing is now focused mainly on essays. Knitting is mainly focused on finishing a shawl for my mother. Most of my creative energies are focused on improv at the moment, and interning at the theater where I take classes. It's frustrating to see my writing on the backburner, especially where poetry is concerned, but I'm slowly making my peace with that. After all, it's only a matter of time before something unlocks and I can work on that again.
All in all, a decent time is being had. I wish I had another two days in a week to work on certain things, and a better supply of money, but then again, I think that's the average 23 year old. Half broke, busy, and living off adrenaline.
I've recently picked up a new job, working for the City's Comptroller's office doing records management assistance. I'm starting next Tuesday and I'm looking forward to properly commuting to work again and doing something that feels worthwhile. My experiment with working from home this summer has taught me that I'm not good at doing jobs that bore me, no matter how much they pay me. I am a self-starter most of the time, but not when the work is completely rote.
I've started seeing someone new a couple of months. Joe is a nice human being and is appallingly normal by my standards. He is also a vicious opponent in Hangman (which makes for vicious teasing on long train rides), likes pork buns as much as I do (which is to say, a lot), and reads faster than I can (which terrifies me). I'm enjoying watching things progress and I have zero expectations for us at the moment, except that he will call me a nerd as often as possible, and with no small degree of affection.
I've taken up improv, specifically longform improv, in the last few months or so. I've always enjoyed improv games since junior high school, so it could only be a good move to devote myself to it in my free time. It's been a little harder than I expected in some ways, but it has really helped me with conversations and the like. Actually, it's really benefiting my job interviewing skills if anything. I'm looking into joining some of my classmates in a standalone practice group/performance team. Unfortunately most of it will have to wait until my financial situation stabilizes again.
Writing is now focused mainly on essays. Knitting is mainly focused on finishing a shawl for my mother. Most of my creative energies are focused on improv at the moment, and interning at the theater where I take classes. It's frustrating to see my writing on the backburner, especially where poetry is concerned, but I'm slowly making my peace with that. After all, it's only a matter of time before something unlocks and I can work on that again.
All in all, a decent time is being had. I wish I had another two days in a week to work on certain things, and a better supply of money, but then again, I think that's the average 23 year old. Half broke, busy, and living off adrenaline.