42 Dreams of Arizona Bay

Searching for the question to the answer of 42.

Ceiling cat is watching you

Grad school is killing this blog. Or rather, thank Facebook and Twitter as accessories. Any random crap I would normally spew at my audience of four is directed to Facebook these days. (Dad, for the love of pete, PLEASE join Facebook so I can retire this blog.)
Anyway, I miss this blog. I may be interested [...]

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Disappointment

I have to admit I’ve been a bit disappointed recently. A little disappointed in myself, and also disappointed in an opportunity.
No details, and I want to keep it classy. So no whining about specifics or saying anything on the internets that can be used against me at a later date.
Sometimes life sucks. Sometimes it’s sad. [...]

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My brain, my brain

Another quarter of grad school is finished. With it, I am more than halfway finished with my studies. I have finished all my core required classes and am now just working on my concentration in digital libraries.
It’s amazing to think of how much I’ve grown academically in the last three quarters. Just about a year [...]

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Day for the dead

I live in a household where one of us hates Mother’s Day and the other one of us will have nothing to do with Father’s Day, for similar reasons. One of us lost a mother very young, and the other of us, a father.
All the treacly wishes for today can often be ignored, until one [...]

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Where my dreams die or live

I’ve had a rough couple of weeks as I hurtled toward completing three lengthy projects for my second quarter of grad school. I daresay that I’ve been hard to live with, and I  know I wasn’t that nice one day at work last week. I haven’t been able to cook much, and every waking minute [...]

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Almost there

I’m struggling with the dregs of my final assignment. All other unpleasantness is behind me. Just one thing stands between me and freedom for a week or two: about 1,800 more words and a critical analysis of the last month of research. Ouch.
I can taste the freedom, in the warm breeze that floats in through [...]

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Foolishness and mayhem

It’s hard to be motivated to work on homework when you stayed up until 3:30 to do the last round.
It’s hard to be motivated when you’re entering the final week of the quarter and you’re overwhelmed. Sometimes it’s just easier to crawl back into bed.
Too bad that I dreamed about research when I finally did [...]

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