magical megpie strikes back

walking into walls and writing about it since 1989.

Time

I want to set a somewhat realistic timeline for my academic pursuits.

This is going to hinge on whether I double major, or just have a minor, or double major with a minor.

Thing is, I’m torn again between what would be a fun career for me and what would probably make me more money.

And how to achieve my PhD by the time I’m 30. It’s do-able. But its going to be tough.

It’s going to mean at LEAST 15 credits per semester, wInterim classes, and summer classes.

No more summer breaks for me - this is gonna be my last.

Because Damnit I’m sick of being in college.

Just might have, but didn’t.

Grades keep slowly, agonizingly slowly rolling in.

Two solid B grades

One solid A

And I’m waiting on my English grade - you know, the class where I have no idea how I did through the entire semester, nor do I have any idea what I’m actually being graded on, but will get at least a C+ because my portfolio passed.

I mean, I’m glad that I got the A. I’m really glad I managed a B in my Anthro class, considering I didn’t read any of the text and skipped a few classes.

I’m disappointed I only pulled a B in Logic. I tried really, really hard in that class.

Well, there go my feelings of pride and self-worth.

Now I really wish I had some brandy left.

I might have actually done it.

Only two of my final grades are in.

The one sociology course I knew I had an A in, surprise, got an A in. (Which is good because that’s my major…one of them at least).

The one course I thought would be my lowest grade, Anthropology, I got a B in. Which is good because I thought I’d be sitting at a C. I must have kicked ass on the final.

Now that leaves Logic and English.

I’m pretty sure I’m somewhere around a solid B in Logic. But I could be wrong. Here’s hoping I also kicked ass on that final and that the curve is in my favor.

I’m also fairly sure I’ve got an A or B in English. My portfolio passed, guaranteeing me at least a C+, but I’m not an awful writer, all homework was submitted, and hopefully good enough to bump up my grade.

Right now, my GPA is a 3.5, which I think is the highest GPA I’ve ever had.

I might have actually done well enough to make the Dean’s List. Which really only matters to me.

I might actually do well enough to make it into grad school, if I choose to.

Cross your fingers, tumblr. And mentally hurry up my other instructors.

Since when

am I not okay to drive after only two glasses of wine?

Since last night, apparently.

What is my life.

The weirdest dream

I’m remembering my dream last night.

I was a volunteer docent for the Milwaukee Public Museum.

And there were tons of kids.

But for some reason I lived in the exhibits?

And there were marine animals and weird like, genetically altered animals (like weird crosses between rodents, etc) that I had to feed.

And I had to take care of one, but it died and it was very sad.

But then there were more kids because it was Monday and I had to lead like seven daycare groups.

Then something happened to FI and I woke up crying.

Yeah, I have no idea either.

Someday

I will be thin enough to wear leather leggings.

Substance Abuse Problem

My drug of choice: Shoes.

I’m going to have a Carrie Bradshaw moment when I realize that I’ve spent $45 grand on shoes.

I’m browsing Nordstrom’s site, hello Manolo, Prada, Jimmy Choo…Don’t forget our good friend Louboutain.

I want you all in my closet.

I’m fantasizing about the day that I’ll be able to actually go to Nordstrom, pick up a little Prada treat for myself, have lunch, and go home to look at all my pretty shoes in the closet.

In related news I think the days of me getting by with $25 pumps are over. I realized that in the last year I’ve gone through about 4 pairs of $25-$35 poorly made black pumps for work. I think the time may be nearing that I bite the bullet and invest in a really good pair of black pumps, either Anne Taylor or Cole Haan. I’m spending that much on shoes anyways, might as well be just one pair. Right? Quality over quantity, for once.

Then again, those custom made boots look really nice as well (too bad I’m terrified of doing my measurements wrong somehow and not being able to return them and being stuck with super expensive boots I can’t wear).

Things I love

  • When I realized that I’ve lost 11 lbs this year.
  • When I put on my pants and they’re too big.
  • When I start feeling sexy again.
  • When I log into my ModCloth account to find that the dress that’s PERFECT for my 40s themed engagment photos is back in stock - but ONLY in my size! Ordered!
  • When I get free shipping for also buying the fascinator I’m going to wear.
  • When I get to look up things like backseam stockings at work.
  • When summer is here and work is silent.
  • Summer is here!
  • Being able to call up my cousin if we both have off work and just say hey, let’s go to the beach.
  • Hanging out with Tony at Alterra by the lake because its too damned hot to be anywhere else.
  • All the inside jokes.
  • The desk-to-vanity conversion happening in my bedroom. I have my own light!
  • Being able to leave early twice this week and still have more than 30 hours.
  • Knowing that my paychecks are probably gonna be pretty nice for the rest of the summer.
  • Not owing anyone money that I can’t pay back on time and nearly in full.
  • My cat seems to be feeling better, and the hope that she doesn’t have a fatal, incurable condition.
  • Coffee. I definitely love coffee.