So, if you haven't noticed, I really hate my job. I feel so numb and stupid and frustrated with people today that I applied for two grad schools. I don't care if I'll be in debt till I'm 90 at this point, I just think my tolerance for stupidity has completely disappeared.
So today, even though it's really hard, I'm gonna take at stab at the three things that made me happy in the last 24 hours:
1. The prospect of being able to quit this 'profession' in less than 9 months. Like gestating a secret baby that no one knows about but when it shoots out they'll be shocked because they didn't even know you were pregnant.
2. Going home last night and hibernating. Doing relatively nada (of course making sure everything was put away from my trip because I'm a little bit of a crazy anal retentive person) by myself, and finishing off by curling up with a book in bed.
3. Having time this morning to have a healthy breakfast and read my paper. It was beautiful. *tear
Dickens had it right:
"Eccentricities of genius." Let's hope.
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