Today is the last day of winter break. Tomorrow is the first day of my last semester. I keep thinking that this semester will be less bad, but I have a feeling that's wishful thinking. I'm not taking too many hours, but we have to make some major strides with the Hamster project and those Hamsters make you fight for every incremental improvement.
In any case, last day of freedom. So I work on applications for jobs for which I'm not quite qualified, but which I'd love to do. I write a cover letter. I gnash my teeth and gripe about the PeopleSoft interface and wonder if I really want to work for an organization that uses it. But what are my options there? I find it nearly every place I look.
I've got another cover letter to write. I've got my graduation application all filled out and ready to submit to my advisor tomorrow.
Only seventeen more weeks, one of which is Spring Break.
I have this feeling of impending doom even as I glimpse the light at the end of the tunnel. It's very odd.
187 words | January 17, 2005 09:46 PM | Ivory tower