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Jan. 25th, 2005 11:13 pmI feel like I'm catching the rhythm of my schedule. (For the moment. I don't promise not to get thrown into a tailspin, in fact, I kind of expect it.) Today I woke up before seven, so I could leave before eight, to catch a bus and get to class by nine, and then down to the lab at 10:30 (where I mostly worked on this darn JESS/protege assignment) and got a bite to eat... then 1:30-2:30 practice with W, then back to the lab, then home and Chinese translations until it was time to do Chen at Artspawn at 7:30...
And I decided that I was going to give myself a holiday and not do any homework after that.
But mostly it works. Thank heavens for the martial arts. Thank heavens for cool people in the classes. And that working on a homework coding project at the lab still manages to feel like goofing off.
I'm appreciating my social time more. And fiction is feeling like a carefully rationed treat. (I need to find some fiction that will stand up to this treatment.) I'm actually spending a lot of time walking outdoors... but I'm missing the mountains. Still, this really doesn't suck.
Sometimes I wonder if it makes any sense. I used to feel that way about the martial arts, when that was my primary focus, now I'm feeling that way about school. Does this make any sense at all? Will anyone be foolish enough to let me into grad school? Isn't this just some further dream I'm chasing as an excuse to avoid buckling down and getting a job... How in the world am I going to bring these things that I'm interested in together in a way that makes sense. (And get a degree out of them. I mean, I'm not that picky about what the degree is in, but darn it, I want to have some freedom in what kind of research I do... And darn it, I want the merit badge.) Sometimes being a martial arts teacher seems pretty solid by comparison, and the rest of it all pretty lights and illusion.
And I decided that I was going to give myself a holiday and not do any homework after that.
But mostly it works. Thank heavens for the martial arts. Thank heavens for cool people in the classes. And that working on a homework coding project at the lab still manages to feel like goofing off.
I'm appreciating my social time more. And fiction is feeling like a carefully rationed treat. (I need to find some fiction that will stand up to this treatment.) I'm actually spending a lot of time walking outdoors... but I'm missing the mountains. Still, this really doesn't suck.
Sometimes I wonder if it makes any sense. I used to feel that way about the martial arts, when that was my primary focus, now I'm feeling that way about school. Does this make any sense at all? Will anyone be foolish enough to let me into grad school? Isn't this just some further dream I'm chasing as an excuse to avoid buckling down and getting a job... How in the world am I going to bring these things that I'm interested in together in a way that makes sense. (And get a degree out of them. I mean, I'm not that picky about what the degree is in, but darn it, I want to have some freedom in what kind of research I do... And darn it, I want the merit badge.) Sometimes being a martial arts teacher seems pretty solid by comparison, and the rest of it all pretty lights and illusion.