Thoughts at Mid-Week...and Mid-Life Singularity
Might do a phone interview tomorrow morning with International House in London for an EFL position in Prague. I sub for 5 hours on Thursday and for a week next month. It's not much, but it's something.
The major task for this week will be my comprehensive exam for my MA. It's basically a big paper with 3 research questions and 3 days to complete. I think I'll do okay, but it has been at least a semester since I went over a lot of the material. I'm not looking forward to buying back my grammar books and explicating anything related to applied linguistics. Of course, I can write myself out of just about anything, but I do have some lingering doubts.
I've mutineed out of the family's plans for Thanksgiving. Long story... I just don't want to deal with a certain family member's hysterics. We had a real display at my grandmother's memorial a few weeks ago. Again, long story...or not, depending on your point of view. Yet I find the real issue for me on the holidays is that I'm reminded of my status as a single...a never-committer, if you will. Nobody has to say anything, I'm just a walking singularity exhibit, along with my youngest brother. I'm beginning to think that this will never change, at least as long as I stay in this zip-code. I know...nothing like self-pity on a Tuesday night (coupled with WoW withdrawal...the damn Kirin Tor server is still down).
Yep, I'm a WoW refugee. It's pitiful, but true. It does make partly part-time sub limbo more bearable, though. The Monday night game group helps too (GURPS Traveller with 40-somethings). Damn...if it wasn't for that group, I'd be a complete weeble noid.
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The major task for this week will be my comprehensive exam for my MA. It's basically a big paper with 3 research questions and 3 days to complete. I think I'll do okay, but it has been at least a semester since I went over a lot of the material. I'm not looking forward to buying back my grammar books and explicating anything related to applied linguistics. Of course, I can write myself out of just about anything, but I do have some lingering doubts.
I've mutineed out of the family's plans for Thanksgiving. Long story... I just don't want to deal with a certain family member's hysterics. We had a real display at my grandmother's memorial a few weeks ago. Again, long story...or not, depending on your point of view. Yet I find the real issue for me on the holidays is that I'm reminded of my status as a single...a never-committer, if you will. Nobody has to say anything, I'm just a walking singularity exhibit, along with my youngest brother. I'm beginning to think that this will never change, at least as long as I stay in this zip-code. I know...nothing like self-pity on a Tuesday night (coupled with WoW withdrawal...the damn Kirin Tor server is still down).
Yep, I'm a WoW refugee. It's pitiful, but true. It does make partly part-time sub limbo more bearable, though. The Monday night game group helps too (GURPS Traveller with 40-somethings). Damn...if it wasn't for that group, I'd be a complete weeble noid.
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