Ooh, see, I think you only need to have been impractical about timing hangovers with transatlantic flights once. I made the mistake of getting drunk on the plane once. I thought I was going to die for about a week afterwards. It took twice as long for the jet lag to go away.
Hey don't dis the history, if we wanna chop people up we will :P...I don't slag off turkey day or whatever the heck it's called ;)
Btw that would be Bonfire 6 months (not night) judging by my 'pond life' area.
It's my policy to have as few sacred cows as possible. Thanksgiving seems to mostly be about stuffing your face and watching the most boring game on earth: American football. So, ya know. Slag away.
you are waaaaayyy too productive. quit making the rest of us look bad ;)
Hey, I post to LJ. That's wasting time. :-D
Your achievements afford you an immense amount of respect, at least from me.
Come to think of it, so do your goals.
Good luck, and happy drinking!
Oh, I did. First there was mulled wine (a bottle's worth). Then there was whiskey and guavaberry. The latter is an infused rum drink made from a type of berry that grows in the Dominican Republic. It canna be bought. It's also mildly hallucinogenic. :-D
I don't know if I'd say I'm lucky. I made certain choices, and here I am. Most people probably wouldn't consider those choices the wisest. After all, I gave up a lucrative career path at a prestigious institution to follow a boyfriend to a foreign country and be broke and uncertain about my future employment prospects. That's not really "luck."
Also, you are a mind-reader. That is exactly the city Marco and I had in mind. There will be a scouting trip at some point. Marco wants to do a month-long flat swap so we can see if we like it enough to put the work it would take into moving there.
the money in L.A. media is SO damn good and the money in art is SO damn bad.
Yeah, that's what gets me. I keep going through this depressive cycle, although I think I'm starting to master it, finally. I get really excited about what I'm doing, I do a few drawings or a painting I like. Then I do something that doesn't successfully capture what I wanted, and I immediately start to wonder what the hell I was thinking, quitting science. The money is damn good and I have all the qualifications to get a solid, permanent position somewhere doing research. And instead of being creative, I beat myself up for not having a job and do things that, despite producing results like a clean house or a nice meal, are just distractions.
You could say you followed a boyfriend, but I don't think that's what you did. I think you followed adventure.
Thank you. I think you're right, and it's great to hear it from another driven and successful person.
2005-11-06 07:00 (UTC)
You've nicely adjusted #2 to reality.
Every student in my field walks into grad school feeling like they're going to be curing cancer (and AIDS if they work weekends). Not saying it - not even thinking it, really - but feeling it.
I agree, absolutely. I know I've had people ask me for advice on grad school and the first question they usually ask is something like, how can I ensure that I'm going to be working on the most ground-breaking research. No one seems to realize that, if you are accepted into pretty much any R1 institution, you're going to be working on ground-breaking research. There are so many other considerations that matter just as much, like your relationship with your advisor, your lab-mates, whether or not you have the option to transfer to another lab should the need arise, etc. Those are what will get you through the boring daily grind that is most of graduate school.
Anyway. Preaching to the choir here, I know. ;-)
2005-11-10 05:37 (UTC)
If I could do it again, I would first acquire a serious drinking problem.
No no, it just means you have to have been a resident for three years. How come you can apply for residency so quickly? Is it because Husband is a UK citizen? A friend of ours applied for permanent residency as soon as he could, and it was immediately after he'd been here for four years.
Anyway, I think you can apply for "home" tuition fees beginning three years from the time of your arrival. So for you, that would be July 2008. For me, October 2007.
Thank you, thank you, too kind.
I've got a schedule now and I'm sticking to it. Unfortunately, I've been finding that sticking to the schedule precludes cooking up LJ posts, in addition to preventing depression, ennui and angst.
Mmm fire. Good luck with the book!
The night sky was that pinkish color it turns when it's full of smoke (or when you live in Los Angeles). Thank you for the good wishes, also. I'm not really doing Nanothingie; I have my own schedule going.
Fire, fire. Hehehe. At least in LA the moon is a golden color with the smog. In Riverside, where my grandparents thrived for years...it glows orange in the pollution. Did you have a penny for the Guy?
As for Nanothingie, characters and plots are children of the mind. They mature at their own rate. No matter how much
crack coffee you drink Nov 29th.
You know, if you decided that you'd had enough and spent the rest of your life as a bum (of the no good lazy bum variety, not homeless), you'd still have achieved more than most people. Yay for you I say. I'm almost motivated enough by pure jealousy to sort my own life out...almost. *l*
Don't tempt me. I'm prone to laziness and procrastination, too. Hence, keeping a LiveJournal. :-P
i am absolutely and outragously amazed by the full capacity you draw in within your inspirations, complete dedication...a vast and bottomless abyss of aspirations to last a life time. at such a young life span, you have done more than most...you are willing to take risks in which that only deliver you experiences, lessons, knowledge and another life affirming skill.
sorry, just reread it...and did not finish the last part...
but have fulfilled your curiosities and provided some type of satisfaction.