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I do most of my journalling on paper, these days, but I've run out of pages in my latest, so now it's here. I'm not always sure what the split is; I don't really think of what I write here as particularly interesting. The LJ is ostensibly for followers, but it's increasingly for me to vent thoughts that are slightly closer to completion than the day to day stuff that's my paper and pen. Now, I feel like the greatest distinction is that sometimes I just prefer to type this shit out.
First, I am completely sick of winter. When the weather gets nicer, my productivity and morale improves noticeably. Blue spectrum lights have curbed my winter depression a bit - it may be placebo, but whatever fuckin' works is okay with me - but the dry air and cold temperatures, combined with driving conditions that are frequently poor really put a serious damper on my mood. I miss the Puget Sound almost more for its comparitively mild winter than I do its outright beautiful spring and summer.
I'm still trying to navigate my next semester enrollment - I'm pretty certain that I only have one course left, and it's my second Thesis. I'm likewise pretty certain that my TA position for these last 9 months rolls a summer semester of free or waived tuition into the deal, which is the first beuracratic move I've seen that really stands to operate better than intended. There won't be anything to teach - and it'll be impossible for me to be enrolled as a TA without being technically full-time - so I think that I just don't reapply for the position. Working some kind of part time gig and spending the rest of my time doing my thesis over the summer, which is relatively quiet compared to fall and spring, seems like it could really work for me.
There's some news I'm still sitting on - I'm kind of thinking in text, here - that I'm largely not discussing because it's potentially very good, and I'm hesitant about talking about potentially big, good things in my life. It's that hesitation that comes from not wanting to talk big and not deliver, or render some kind of disappointment. Much of that good news is related directly to my partner's endeavors, which I am really only tangentially related to except as something of an organizer, but Kay's plans stretch out past the end of this year. My next steps are somewhat more humble and predictable - I have some expectations of looking for work after my Master's, as opposed to looking to get into a Ph.D program. Whether I end up teaching as an adjunct, go back to work at the warehouse, or find much better employment depends on the job market and what I'm able to find. Checking the Master's off of my personal bucket list will be a big deal, and then the next major goal is probably to finish a novel, which seems increasingly possible. How much actual freedom I'll have to tacklet that will probably depend on the next 9 or so months.
First, I am completely sick of winter. When the weather gets nicer, my productivity and morale improves noticeably. Blue spectrum lights have curbed my winter depression a bit - it may be placebo, but whatever fuckin' works is okay with me - but the dry air and cold temperatures, combined with driving conditions that are frequently poor really put a serious damper on my mood. I miss the Puget Sound almost more for its comparitively mild winter than I do its outright beautiful spring and summer.
I'm still trying to navigate my next semester enrollment - I'm pretty certain that I only have one course left, and it's my second Thesis. I'm likewise pretty certain that my TA position for these last 9 months rolls a summer semester of free or waived tuition into the deal, which is the first beuracratic move I've seen that really stands to operate better than intended. There won't be anything to teach - and it'll be impossible for me to be enrolled as a TA without being technically full-time - so I think that I just don't reapply for the position. Working some kind of part time gig and spending the rest of my time doing my thesis over the summer, which is relatively quiet compared to fall and spring, seems like it could really work for me.
There's some news I'm still sitting on - I'm kind of thinking in text, here - that I'm largely not discussing because it's potentially very good, and I'm hesitant about talking about potentially big, good things in my life. It's that hesitation that comes from not wanting to talk big and not deliver, or render some kind of disappointment. Much of that good news is related directly to my partner's endeavors, which I am really only tangentially related to except as something of an organizer, but Kay's plans stretch out past the end of this year. My next steps are somewhat more humble and predictable - I have some expectations of looking for work after my Master's, as opposed to looking to get into a Ph.D program. Whether I end up teaching as an adjunct, go back to work at the warehouse, or find much better employment depends on the job market and what I'm able to find. Checking the Master's off of my personal bucket list will be a big deal, and then the next major goal is probably to finish a novel, which seems increasingly possible. How much actual freedom I'll have to tacklet that will probably depend on the next 9 or so months.