August 16, 2005
Buy a good umbrella.
Last night I tried desperately to do anything other than work on my back-to-school personal statement. I pored over course lists for breadth requirements -- did you know that I've taken one satisfactory course for each of the seven breadth sections except for the Social & Behavioral Sciences? For that one I have five courses, which wouldn't be surprising except that that isn't counting any of my anthropology classes.
What the hell does this have to do with umbrellas? When I got done wasting time with breadth requirements I did some searching for MLS programs. I found two accredited programs on the West Coast: San Jose State and University of Washington. You're nodding. Either you're just very sleepy, or you see how I'm being reeled in to the Northwest by factors beyond my deliberate control. I moved 500 miles north to a university which charged me fees that I was obligated to pay in some fashion. I took the first student job on offer and liked it pretty well. I grew frustrated with my first major and chose a different one. I floundered for career ideas and had a brainstorm that combined my student job and my major in a plausible fashion.
Do you see what I'm saying here? None of these actions necessarily involve forests, rivers, gorges, bridges, volcanic mountains, or high levels of precipitation, and yet here I am looking at graduate study in Seattle and probably winding up working in a Native American heritage museum somewhere. If I spend all day in the basement archive, I won't be able to see how gloomy it is outside. I'll just pretend that my fuzzy mittens and special rosy lightbulbs are there to protect the delicate artifacts instead of to keep me warm and undespondent. Who can argue with me? I'll be the superarchivist, the archaeologist turned librarian who knows more about preserving thousand-year-old fenceposts than you, thank you very much. Put your mittens back on before you ruin something.
And, yes, I'll buy a good umbrella.
Posted by dianna at August 16, 2005 10:50 AM
Umbrella schmumbrella. In my opinion, Goretex or Teflon are the ways to go, and mittens will just get damp.
Then again, there might be something to this "stay inside and listen to the rain" thing. Can we slightly modify that to "stay inside and listen to the rain whenever we're not sleeping"? Becuase I'd like to go to sleep.
On a more serious note, the seemingly-ubiquitous heritage museums are completely awesome. I used to beg my parents to take me to them year after year.
Portland would be that much closer.
I should note that my mention of their ubiquity was not intended to diminish their awesomeness. If it had been, and I were talking about planning to work in one, I'd need my head examined (and placed in a glass case with an explanatory plaque carefully worded so as to convey the exciting history and significance of the item to the viewer). The presence of stuff to make museums about is a pretty big draw to the Northwest in and of itself.
I'm totally going to coat myself in Teflon. That's brilliant.
You know, there's a train that runs from Seattle to Portland. That's what I've been told, anyway.
I've heard it's called Amtrak.
By the way, did you get my DSL-related email?
No, not at all. Did you check your email about 45 minutes ago?
Indeed did. Nothing from you or anyone I know. Did you send something? Are we reduced to blog-only communication?
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Jacob just got home. I'm happy to see him. I think we'll have dinner soon. Jacob, would you rather have grilled squash or spaghetti marinara?
Posted by Dianna at 7:27 pm
Oooh, squash. That sounds pretty good. Maybe we could put the squash into the pasta sauce and add a salad on the side?
Posted by Jacob at 7:30 pm
Yeah, okay, but we should sautee it first. I'll start the pan heating.
Posted by Dianna at 7:32 pm
Uh-oh. I fear that your email server is down again, today.
No, I'm just pollo sin cabeza, de alta velocidad.
Put that in your Google translation and smoke it.