Current status.
“Now Hear This” - 1962?
Are You My Friend?
Well, then I’ve missed you. And the problem is definitely not you, it’s me.
Why me? Well, I can be hard to get along with for one, but mostly I’ve just been busy. I was busy getting grades, then busy getting married, then more busy getting more grades. In the end, I’d hoped that this whole over-scheduling thing would help me to become super-human, but I’m starting to realize that I may need to adjust my expectations. So, I’ve created a list:
Things I Hope to Become (Mostly Likely After Grad School, Because Time Doesn’t Exist Until Then):
- A little bit taller.
- An active participant in the dietary world as envisioned by Andrew Weil.
- Some sort of adjunct professor who is otherwise wealthy.
- Increasingly esoteric.
- State champion at Bocce Ball.
- The friendliest man alive.
- Pizzaiolo whoa-lo.
- An artist with nerd powers rather than a disgruntled nerd with artist intentions.
- Shabazz Palaces.
For balance, here’s a list of Things I’ve Actually Managed to Be While Being Overwhelmed by Graduate School:
- Medium sized.
- An aspiring pizzaiolo.
- Receiver of at least one 4.0 under the influence.
- A retired skateboarder.
- Mildly chubby, but interested by kinetic video games.
- Efficient at organizing my storage space.
- Almost overconfidently nerdy with regards to a few isolated topics that almost no one cares about.
In any case, what I’m trying to say is that I’d like to “party,” or whatever it is you kids do these days, but it’s going to have to wait until after finals.
xox,
Harry.
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