TU Cent Thoughts, 11-7-05

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I'm back home, ever so closer to re-enrolling. A few more hurdles to clear and I'll be back better than ever. I believe I will be going for a tetralogy to explain the awesomeness of my re enrollment visit.

But home has a mixed feeling for me, because I've betrayed my Mom's trust, in her words. So now I hear these questions, repeated no less than five times daily when I am home:

"Daniel, what if you get sick again?"
"Could you stay home instead of going back to Tulsa next semester?"
"Do they really want a crazy person like you to teach?"
"What stupid girl would want to fall in love with a poor teacher?"
"Who's going to hire you when you get out of school?"
"Are you sure you are going to be able to handle your workload next semester?"
"Does your roommate think you're weird?"
"Why don't you go into computers or MIS?"
"Don't you know a lot of other parents brag about their sons and daughters being doctors, pharmacists, and engineers?"
"Can God really help our family?"
"How can I ever trust you again?"

The first time around I smile and answer the questions as honestly as I can. The second time around I sigh and answer as straightforwardly as I can. The third time around I start getting sarcastic. The fourth time around I accept blame for all of my mistakes. The fifth time around I just do not say anything.

Normally, I do not take crap from nobody. In fact, if anything, I always take in what I dish out in stride. But I cannot disparage too greatly the lady who brought me into this world.

I respect her too much to do that.
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Hell has frozen over. Anime Mike got a job as an overnight stocker at Wal Mart. The thief is getting a job. Wow, I'm going to have to revise all those "I'll be darned if Mike ever gets a job..." one liners.
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The first snow rarely ever sticks, but it did tonight. Thank you, snow, for waiting until I got home to really pour it on.
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I miss two days and half of my friends list is spammed with Santa or Cthulu.
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What do you prefer to drink while looking out at snow filled scenery?

Comments

[visgoth.livejournal.com]

Depends on how long I have to look at the snow-filled scenery. For a day or two? Mulled wine. For the rest of my life? Cyanide.

[visgoth.livejournal.com]

And I hope your mother comes to terms with your decision and finds it in herself to be happy that you are pursuing your own goals.

I, for one, am impressed that you have chosen to give to our nation and humanity by increasing the store of knowledge.

[greybeta.livejournal.com]

There's nothing that impressive about following your own dream.

[visgoth.livejournal.com]

Not true. It is very easy to let yourself get sidetracked, particularly by big paychecks.

I speak from experience, and I can tell you with a high degree of confidence that a number of my colleagues are in similar situations.

[greybeta.livejournal.com]

For some odd reason, my history advisor always loves to use lawyers as his example of people miserable with money.

[visgoth.livejournal.com]

Well, in fairness, I'm not miserable, but I'm not doing what I really want to, and it will be some time before I am able to. But I *am* working toward it.

And my brother-in-law is a lawyer. He seems perfectly happy with it. I'm pretty sure he loves his work. But, then, I don't think he got into it because of the money. I think he loves the adversarial nature of it that challenges his mind.

[greybeta.livejournal.com]

I do hear cyanide is a popular drink these days. Something to do with the stress of modern life.

[cieo.livejournal.com]

Or beer with a Drano chaser (Big Ass Rock - Full Monty musical).