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| Coming back to Livejournal. My poor poor live journal! I know I have neglected you but now I shall return, or at least attempt to return to sharing the details, both the interesting and mundane, of my life! Oh and random thoughts on various subject matters and blah blah blah. So three big changes in my life. One, Eric and I are now engaged! After a couple of weeks of me apparently “being Chandler” and speaking despairingly and feeling very disappointed about marriage in general after/while many of our friends either entered divorce proceedings, broke up after multi-year relationships, or quickly jumped back into a long term relationships (ie serial monogamist) Eric proposed while we were on vacation in Cambria. Now all the siblings in my family got engaged in the central coast of California. One sister got engaged by the elephant seals (there is a joke in there that me and my other sister didn’t dare touch in front of anyone else but each other), the other at a winery (LUSH), and me in a beach house. The area up there really is beautiful so it is not really that surprising that such things happen. Anyways, the date isn’t set yet but it will be sometime in 2011 as my sister is getting married in 2010. Second. My 2.5 years at Smiths Detection is coming to a close. Our corporate entity has decided to completely close the Pasadena office. Exactly what the motivation was behind this can only be guessed. According to the financials, our site although was not profitable last year it did not lose money and the over all performance of the company is quite good. But April 2nd is my last day at Smiths. I get a severance and a good luck pat on the back on my way out the door. This is obnoxious because I had a BUNCH of projects/experiments that I was either in the middle of or about to start. For one, the materials testing that I was going to do for Reg P. from UCI. Untimely I am still going to do the experiments for him in my free time. They were already approved and it cost the company nothing to do the tests. Initially it might have been an interesting material for my company to integrate into our products but now, hopefully it will get Reg and his student a paper or two (hopefully with my name somewhere on there too!) So other than an internally funded R&D project I am in the middle of, everything else is getting shelved indefinitely. Unfortunately I could not even pick them up again in grad school to try to get a paper or two out of the ideas because they, and all the other IP I created here, belong to Smiths. And that brings us to the third. I made the decision that I am going to go back to graduate school this spring. Or at least try my damnedest. I am applying to a bunch of places (in CA, TX, MD, WA, MI, and IL) and being very vigilant to make sure EVERYTHING gets submitted. I already caught one mistake made by the UCI registrar. They forgot to send out two transcripts. Luckily I have plenty of time to correct such mistakes. What this means for me an Eric? Well we will still stay together (obviously) everything else is going to be negotiated when I get accepted into schools and make my decision. Anyways, I need to get back to work. Today and for the next week I am writing reports. Yay… (stab me, please!) | |
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| Get the H1N1 vaccine, you say. It's free and great, you say. Avoid the undergrads and their plagues, you say. You didn't say the vaccine would GIVE me H1N1! I have a sneaking suspicion that my dose of the virus wasn't as "severely weakened" as it was supposed to be. Either that, or my infection coincided greatly, time-wise, with my vaccination. If my super immune system is being busted up by this this much, then wow... I feel bad for people who are less healthy.
Going to work right now is a bad idea, since I need to work with instruments that involve breakable and expensive parts. So I've been writing papers instead, and when I tire of doing academic things, I play through one of my boys' favorite games.... Starcraft.
Starcraft is an overwhelming shebang for someone used to completely different strategy games, but I'm getting used to it. I'm halfway through the Terran campaign, so not far yet. It's funny that they made me start off with the race to which I have absolutely no exposure. Through my friends, I am at least familiar with how the Zerg, and especially the Protoss, operate. I guess that will make it a bit easier to do those campaigns. I wish I could sit here longer without getting all achy and flu-y. I'd be a bit further in Starcraft, that's for sure. | |
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| It has come to my attention (and now my entire department's attention) that I will be teaching next semester. This is not a huge surprise, and I've actually known it for a while. I'll be doing the same assignment I did 4 years ago, sort of: 1/2 time on my advisor's class, and 1/2 time on a general chemistry lab. The hardest thing is going to be being efficient about the whole matter while still doing a thorough job. Teaching and readying oneself for graduation do not mix, and I refuse to give those students a half-assed education, especially the ones in the more advanced class.
I've endured a few snippy comments on the subject, in addition to people asking me why I don't just leave... I don't expect people who aren't doing this to understand, but suffice it to say, I'm not spending 5 years on a master's degree; I'm spending it on a doctorate. I will not leave until I get it. And I am fast getting to the point where I will do ANYTHING to get it. Teaching seems like such a small deal, and even a respite. I'm making the best of it. It's actually not so bad.
This is the part of the year where my sanity typically falls off fast, because I know that going home is just around the corner. I've been so busy that I know Christmas is technically coming, but I haven't felt it. I don't have the time to send cards. I don't have the time to make cookies, for the first year since I was 10. I try listening to carols whilst working, but the truth is, there are 2 papers on my desk that need to be addressed and pushed out, preferably yesterday. Luckily, that number was reduced from 3. Whew. Yeah. No time for Christmas, yet.
Christmas will come when I encounter the hordes at Hartsfield-Jackson Int'l Airport, when I experience the insane traffic on the 75/85 downtown connector and freak as Gary maneuvers the van deftly through 8 lanes of traffic that I am unable to drive in anymore. When I step outside in the morning, and it's sunny, and I only need a light jacket. When I go grab the Honeybaked Ham, eat at the Waffle House and Chick-fil-A, and mom has her annual busting out of the food processor. When it takes 30 minutes to get anywhere, and snow and ice are a distant memory.
....Maybe I miss Atlanta a bit more than I like to admit. | |
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