Sorry for that last boring, long post. I violated all rules of bloggery by going back and excising chunks of it. Last night I dreamed I turned my car off the road and drove toward a marsh. “Don’t go that way,” I warned myself, but still I kept driving. So this is what they meant by “intensive.” Remind me next time I go to grad school not to move across the country the night before […]
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Getting Oriented, as My Mother Would Say
Today was the first day of orientation. It entailed the things I hate most: wandering around a place pretending to look like you’re happy and comfortable and something other than prehistoric, but in fact knowing no one or nothing. But it turned out fine. I got my geriatric-student ID card with nary a snicker from the photographer. I even managed to strike up a conversation with several people. I didn’t know I could do that: […]
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