The Misspent Life

One Would Think - A Meditation

One would think that after hearing the news that I had been accepted in a graduate program my life would all of a sudden be at peace. After all, I will not have to worry about considering what alternatives I had besides my current position as a corporate whore being farmed out by my Limited Liability Pimp, finding another job, and generally having to deal with several more weeks of uncertainty as I waited for other decisions to arrive and the dread began slowly creeping deeper into my life like blood soaking into the carpet under a corpse.  But for some reason my world is not changed.

What Is WRONG With Me?

What am I getting myself into?  Am I that masochistic?  Read this article by John Derbyshire on Diversocrats.  I will be surrounded by these people in school.  Ugh.

Acceptance 1

Yes, you read that right.  Acceptance.  George Washington University.  A weight has certainly come off my shoulders.  From here on out it can either be simple (i.e., no other accepts) or become difficult (i.e,. picking a program).  It is a shame I spent the weekend in a bit of a worry rut, but at least I didn't go crazy.

Where is the Princess?

She's starting a blog, you know, and needs a bit of encouragement to get it started.  For one thing, she doesn't have a name.

Travelin' (Read to the Tune of Sister Christian)

Some people are blessed with vocations that require they travel frequently.  Satan has blessed me with a vocation that requires I travel just about every week, often on very short notice.  Satan pays me well, but there are few things that are more aggrevating to the Modern Man than air travel.

Some Notes

• For lunch I had hearty rye Wasa bread.
• Hilary Swank is not pretty.

Rejection 3

University of Virginia.  Twelve to go.

Where Do You Rank?

This is really cool. My name peaked in the 1970s, which just so happens was when I was birthed.

Rejection 2

University of Minnesota.  Again, didn't expect much.  Thirteen to go.  I wonder if I will set a record?

I Have Not Forgotten Schnappi

Do not fear that by reminding you of this oldie but goodie I have forgotten my old friend Schnappi.  I will never forget Schnappi.  He is tattooed on my heart.