…it MFing pours.
I crossed everything off on the list in the previous post, mailed things out, and felt free.
I then got an e-mail titled “thesis issue.” Apparently, my advisor thought I was using MLA format and gave me revisions as such. I was working with APA format from the online databases I used. In the bibliography, then, there was a mix of styles, which I had to fix.
$20-$30, some ink, and a barrage of e-mails later, a new and revised edition is now in somebody’s Cambridge office, hopefully getting approved.
In other news, I am teaching my College Survival Skills course in the summer, and Intro to Women’s Studies in the fall. I’m trying to schmooze my way into some other teaching scenarios. According to Evan’s handy budget Excel spreadsheet, I’d need to teach 3 classes a semester at the Miami Dade rate in order to quit my secretary position.
Once I get my transcripts reflecting that I actually have a Master’s degree [see above], the schmoozing will be a tad bit easier.
As for the band? Well, the lean period’s almost here. Our drummer teaches drumline for a touring group during the summer, which leaves us without a drummer from May-August. In previous years, this would be when Evan and I would do most of our writing. Since our keytarist (and super-close friend) is staying behind, we might take the opportunity to do some light gigging if we can. I’m one song away from a full-length album, and it would be nice to have the money ready to go when the time comes.
The logical next step is to get a doctorate. It just is. And it has been for a while. Unfortunately, the offerings are not what I had imagined, and the more I thing about it, the less comfortable I feel with settling. A Ph.D. is not something I should just settle for.
That being said, I’m incredibly squeamish about not being in school in the fall. Other than the spring between undergrad and grad school, I haven’t had a break from courses or research since I began this educational journey at 4 or 5. It’s scary to me, but I have a feeling that many things will benefit from this respite, and I’m trying to see nothing but good things ahead.
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