Just found Will Shetterly’s blog via Neil Gaiman’s. And I said GAIMON, not DIAMOND. I don’t even know if Neil Diamond HAS a blog.
Anyways, Shetterly looks to be posting some interesting things - about writing, about politics, potentially about religion. I’ll be skipping over that last bit, skimming the second topic, and devouring the writing.
I’ve been realizing over the last few days that I might not have the drive to post daily - and it’s a somewhat disturbing realization. I always thought I could do anything.
When I was little (from five to seven or so), I wanted to be a paleontologist. Acutally, that’s not strong enough - I was going to be a paleontologist. I knew I could; it’d be easy.
At the end of elementary school, I was asked what I wanted to be when I grew up. No indecision then - nuclear physics was the way for me! Something of an odd choice for a pre-teen, but it was the hardest thing I could think of being, so I wanted it. I guess I was in a sort of prove-myself-to-the-world mode.
Sometime later (in college, mostly - I saw it earlier, but didn’t really get it til later), I discovered the potential challenge inherent in pretty much everything. My goals then shifted. I wanted to be whatever interested me most at the moment (field biologist, philosopher, web developer), but I wanted to be it in a very particular way.
I had to be the best.
Now, I’m in a different place. I don’t know if I really care about being the best. I do know that I care about being my best, however. This period’s been going on throughout grad school, I think, but it may just be coming to an end.
I don’t know what’s next - what will drive me onward. I’m hoping it’ll be something more effective than anything I’ve seen before, because I know I get very bored very easily.
Of course, what that might be is anyone’s guess. Anybody know a nuclear physicist they could ask?
(I feel the need to apologize quickly here - this was rambling (and I never ramble, right?), but it just sort of spilled out (as rambles often do))
So I took a bit of a plunge last night - I applied for a new job. This one’s with The Nature Conservancy and, while they appear to be looking for someone with different credentials than I have (more Oracle than I’ve done, more PHP, Zope), they’ve been looking unsuccessfully since at least October, so I figure I have a shot.
The job’s in Arlington, which could make home-hunting with Lacie a bit difficult - especially if she ends up getting the ASCO job in Alexandria… though in that case, something near Mike might be good.
Of course, there’s initial screening and interviews to go through first, so I’ll worry about the living arrangements if I end up needing to.
6 hours ’til we’re on the road. Can’t wait, can’t wait, can’t wait!
And yes, this is just a filler entry so I get the little “21″ link in my calendar. So nyah.
So tomorrow Lacie and I are off to New York, the Big Apple itself. Bright lights, big city, lots of noice (or so I hear). This’ll be my first trip to the city, and I’m looking forward to being wowed.
We’re going to visit Lacie’s best friend from grad school, Vicki. Lacie’s also hoping to have lunch with her cousins (one of whom is pregnant) and Tara. I’ve only got one goal- to see the da Vinci sketches exhibited at the Metropolitan Museum. I figure it’s best to start with easy goals and to be pleasantly surprised when you get to do more than you hoped to.
