Have you ever wondered if your prof has been sitting around dusty tomes in moldy rooms for one year too many? I had an incident like that this week.
I won’t go into particulars, but as a part of the senior project I recently turned in I was supposed to write a paper on the process […]
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Finished! Rifinito! Fertig! Geëindigd!
Published by June 14th, 2008 in Home in the Rookery. 5 CommentsI am done with my degree.
Done.
All done.
A few facts about the monster I’ve just slain:
I’ve sought five or six majors over the years, and ended up with the one I ranked most boring when I started. As you can imagine, this means I’m weighing in a little heavy on the credits count–in these last two semesters alone I […]
Otherwise I might think I was jinxed or something. The exam I took today should have been relatively easy, as I’ve been prepping for over a week, and I should have had it wrapped up in less than one and a half hours. Instead, it was a bruiser, definately in the top two hardest tests […]
When a significant rejection letter comes in, people sometimes give themselves a consolation prize. A chocolate treat, maybe a book. I have a friend who buys shoes.
When your house isn’t selling, you buy flowers.
In fact, I’m beginning to see a direct corrolation between the seller’s level of concern, ranging from mild to manic, and how many […]
We’re in! The last piece of our puzzle, the hotel suite, just fell into place. We’ve got the tickets, of course the membership/passes, and now the room. Yahoo!
We’ve been so crazy busy, and life has been so crowded, I’m not sure I believed this would work out. Of course, we’ll still have to get ourselves […]
Three Weeks, and Gas K.O.
Published by May 12th, 2008 in Home in the Rookery and Rumblings. 0 CommentsI feel rather like a puffer fish who’s taken in all the water/air he can absorb but must still absorb a bit more. I have three weeks of classwork left, during which time I’ll also take four of my last finals. Then it’ll be a bit of mopping up, so to speak, and one last […]
We closed on our new property approximately a week ago, and have started the planned painting, etc. which the slow market has made possible by dint of leaving us the proud owners of two houses.
All around the new place are these giant hardwood trees, and when we pull up I feel my soul expand into […]
Exploring the Underworld
Published by April 14th, 2008 in Home in the Rookery and The Human Condition. 0 CommentsI’ve wondered what my attraction is to caving. It seems an odd pasttime for one who is not entirely comfortable underground, but I’ve now visited five or six caves, sometimes in multiple visits, and have more on my list.
Perhaps it’s the thrill of exploration, the awareness of potential danger, or the acute peak of the senses while underground. Our last […]
Our son came in today and asked if “some time we can get some dry ice to play with.”
After taking a deep breath (he caught me in the middle of dinner prep.) I reminded him that frozen carbon dioxide is not a toy, and he will not be ‘playing’ with it. Of course, I then […]
New Meaning to Red Eye
Published by April 2nd, 2008 in Home in the Rookery and Rumblings. 0 CommentsNote to self: Red means danger. Red means stop. Red means don’t-put-it-in-your-eye.
I have the kind of contacts which soak overnight in a peroxide solution. They get nicely cleaned, and by morning the peroxide’s neutralized. Then, I keep a saline solution at hand, and squirt a bit of that in the contacts before putting them in […]
