fire beats plague
Howdy. I haven't been in much of a chronicling mood lately. Thus the silence. Also my life is pretty boring and repetitive these days. I get up. I look for a job. I watch bad television. I go to bed. Repeat.
The job search has so far led to precisely nothing. There are lots of posts out there that I'm interested in, and I feel like I'm well-qualified for most of the ones I've applied to, but no interviews yet. I've only been looking for 2 weeks, though, so hopefully the calls will start rolling in any minute now. Can't I just identify the job I want, and then challenge the person who currently holds it to a death match? Right now I think that would be easier. I just hate feeling guilty for every moment of pleasure or dollar spent in my life these days. Because people who aren't gainfully employed (or students living on debt) don't deserve to enjoy themselves. That's what my brain tells me anyway. But of course, once (if) I find a job, I'll be wishing I could stay home and watch bad television, so I'm trying to let myself relax.
The other issue in my life is my application to UNC Library Science school, which is definitely the most complicated application I've ever had to complete, and that includes my app. to Oxford's MA program. I think I've finally gotten most of the details worked out. I also think I should get brownie points with the admissions people just for coordinating reference letters from 3 different countries. Pinning down absent-minded professors on favors they promised is hard enough when they're on the same side of the Atlantic as the poor reference-needing student. I'm not sure if I want to go straight back to school if I get accepted though. Assuming that I find a decent job I might defer my enrollment so I can work for at least a year. I fear that doing 2 Masters degrees in 2 different fields back to back puts me in serious danger of becoming a dilettante.
Anyway, enough of the self-pity fest. It's weird to be in a place where there's really nothing certain about what I'm going to be doing in the immediate or long-term future, but I'm pretty sure it's good for me. Maybe I can direct FEMA. I hear that position is open and you don't really have to have much in the way of qualifications. (Ok, that was cheap, but let's face it: Michael Brown is a Grade A dick. That makes all cheap jokes about him both fair and indeed necessary.)
Anyway, I suppose this is a rather boring and whiny update, so I'll let it end here. Best wishes to all of you out there in LJ-land.
The job search has so far led to precisely nothing. There are lots of posts out there that I'm interested in, and I feel like I'm well-qualified for most of the ones I've applied to, but no interviews yet. I've only been looking for 2 weeks, though, so hopefully the calls will start rolling in any minute now. Can't I just identify the job I want, and then challenge the person who currently holds it to a death match? Right now I think that would be easier. I just hate feeling guilty for every moment of pleasure or dollar spent in my life these days. Because people who aren't gainfully employed (or students living on debt) don't deserve to enjoy themselves. That's what my brain tells me anyway. But of course, once (if) I find a job, I'll be wishing I could stay home and watch bad television, so I'm trying to let myself relax.
The other issue in my life is my application to UNC Library Science school, which is definitely the most complicated application I've ever had to complete, and that includes my app. to Oxford's MA program. I think I've finally gotten most of the details worked out. I also think I should get brownie points with the admissions people just for coordinating reference letters from 3 different countries. Pinning down absent-minded professors on favors they promised is hard enough when they're on the same side of the Atlantic as the poor reference-needing student. I'm not sure if I want to go straight back to school if I get accepted though. Assuming that I find a decent job I might defer my enrollment so I can work for at least a year. I fear that doing 2 Masters degrees in 2 different fields back to back puts me in serious danger of becoming a dilettante.
Anyway, enough of the self-pity fest. It's weird to be in a place where there's really nothing certain about what I'm going to be doing in the immediate or long-term future, but I'm pretty sure it's good for me. Maybe I can direct FEMA. I hear that position is open and you don't really have to have much in the way of qualifications. (Ok, that was cheap, but let's face it: Michael Brown is a Grade A dick. That makes all cheap jokes about him both fair and indeed necessary.)
Anyway, I suppose this is a rather boring and whiny update, so I'll let it end here. Best wishes to all of you out there in LJ-land.