I want to write about this, but not publicly; increasingly, this is what I use livejournal for, if anything. Facebook is too public, tumblr is too contentious, and I've never been much good at keeping a journal. I think I process externally a lot, with dear friends, and livejournal isn't a big part of that anymore. It's not just because the ( Read more... )

She's looking for the parents of recent college grads to interview. In her words ( Read more... )

It would be an awesome, amazing job for me.  And I'm almost frighteningly well-qualified for it.  I just submitted my application materials.

I'm trying not to hope too hard.  But I need to leave my current job, so I'm looking for other things to apply for as well.  This area is tough.  :(

( I did a thing! So proud of myself! )

Back when I was doing academic writing, the process was more like 1. think stuff 2. make some notes 3. stare at the notes 4. think lots of thoughts for AGES in a half-hearted way 5. begin to panic because the thoughts are not in any way written down 6. put the thoughts in an outline 7. congratulate self 8. stare at outline 9. think lots of thoughts ( Read more... )

At least, it made today worse than it otherwise would have been, I think.

Think I'll just wallow in self-pity for a while

...that could work.  I might actually update my LJ once in a while ( Read more... )

I just got off the phone with dad. He's fine. As fine as it's possible to be with a traumatic brain injury anyway.

I'll try to write more later. For more, thank you all for the support. It's been a rough couple of days.

Early this morning, my mother heard a thud from downstairs. She assumed it was the dogs and tried to go back to sleep, but then one of the dogs came and got her up and brought her downstairs. It was my father. He was unconscious on the floor. One side of his face was badly bruised ( Read more... )