"To whom, and for how long?"

Brownie points to those who can identify the source of the subject line....

As some of you may remember, last year, I was working to finish my capstone, and to facilitate this, gave up MUCKing for Lent. While it wasn't as effective as I'd hoped, I did manage to get my thesis done and graduated.

Well, now, here it is, Lent again. Since graduation, I've been tasked with revising my capstone thesis for publication in a peer-reviewed scientific journal, and finding real, productive employment, preferably in my field. I'd hoped to secure myself the elusive Real Job In My Field before I turned 40 -- which happens tomorrow.

Both projects have... stalled.

So... in the hopes of giving my brain a swift kick in the mixed metaphor, I'm doin' it again. I may pop in once a week or so, just to keep up on page #mails and say hello, but no more FurryMUCK until Easter -- or until I have a workable draft of the revised paper. My last attempt at quitting didn't last a week, but having a structured, established period for such things -- and the knowledge that other people all over the world are also abstaining from their particular vices -- makes it easier for me, even though I don't practice any faith that actually observes Lent.

When I was in Boot Camp at Cape May, my company ran as a group, and participated in a couple of competitive regimental runs. Running by myself, I get tired quickly, andhave a hard time keeping up. As part of a group, I could run longer and faster than I ever have, before or since.

E-mail, ICQ, and, of course, LiveJournal are all still available for contact, of course, and some of you even have my various telephone numbers.

"To whom, and for how long?"

Brownie points to those who can identify the source of the subject line....

As some of you may remember, last year, I was working to finish my capstone, and to facilitate this, gave up MUCKing for Lent. While it wasn't as effective as I'd hoped, I did manage to get my thesis done and graduated.

Well, now, here it is, Lent again. Since graduation, I've been tasked with revising my capstone thesis for publication in a peer-reviewed scientific journal, and finding real, productive employment, preferably in my field. I'd hoped to secure myself the elusive Real Job In My Field before I turned 40 -- which happens tomorrow.

Both projects have... stalled.

So... in the hopes of giving my brain a swift kick in the mixed metaphor, I'm doin' it again. I may pop in once a week or so, just to keep up on page #mails and say hello, but no more FurryMUCK until Easter -- or until I have a workable draft of the revised paper. My last attempt at quitting didn't last a week, but having a structured, established period for such things -- and the knowledge that other people all over the world are also abstaining from their particular vices -- makes it easier for me, even though I don't practice any faith that actually observes Lent.

When I was in Boot Camp at Cape May, my company ran as a group, and participated in a couple of competitive regimental runs. Running by myself, I get tired quickly, andhave a hard time keeping up. As part of a group, I could run longer and faster than I ever have, before or since.

E-mail, ICQ, and, of course, LiveJournal are all still available for contact, of course, and some of you even have my various telephone numbers.

Like sands through the hourglass...

...so go the Days of our Lives.

Only a few more hours until I turn 40.

I'd feel much better about that if I'd managed ot accomplish something since graduating last year.

Like sands through the hourglass...

...so go the Days of our Lives.

Only a few more hours until I turn 40.

I'd feel much better about that if I'd managed ot accomplish something since graduating last year.