Happy Monday!<\/p>\n
Ok, well, not. Because I’m at work. Not a bad day, certainly not as bad as they have been lately, but still. I’m here. And here ain’t my favorite place. Never was, but I used to be able to tolerate it. I’m sort of losing that ability. But that’s an entry for another day – don’t so much want to trundle down the I-hate-my-job-and-am-unhappy-9-hours-of-the-day path today. We’ll save that sweet little morsel for later.<\/p>\n
Know what path I do like trundling (or shuffling, shambling, or what have you) down? The old, abandoned, closed-to-traffic roads on the back side of Druid Hill Park. Emily and I have taken a few walks back there lately and it’s pretty awesome. Except for the constant rumble from 83, the scenery is such that you can almost forget you’re in the city. The rods border the back side of the zoo too, so every once in a while you’ll hear a Jurassic Park-like noise from inside the zoo. I keep expecting to turn a corner to find one of those acid spitting dinosaurs blocking our way.<\/p>\n
In any case, we’ve figured out the circuit from our front door, through the abandoned roads, across Wyman Park Drive, through Hampden and then back home is juuust about 4 miles. (i know that because i found www.gmap-pedometer.com<\/a>) Do that a few times a week and hit the gym once or twice and we’ll be in good shape.<\/p>\n And speaking of blazing new trails, I’m continuing my inexorable push toward the future. Ever forward, I say. I mean, yeah, it scares the crap out of me, but ruts and complacency scare me even more. I’m looking in to GRE’s, looking in to Grad Schools, looking in to the eyes of what I want. What we want.<\/p>\n We want to move somewhere greener, somewhere quieter. We want new jobs. I want to do something that is intellectually captivating. I have an idea about that last point, and I think it’s a pretty good one. I also have mediocre-to-ok grades from my undergrad and no experience in or exposure to my desired field of study. Not sure how that’s going to work, but I am going to find out.<\/p>\n Ever forward, that’s what I say.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Happy Monday! Ok, well, not. Because I’m at work. Not a bad day, certainly not as bad as they have been lately, but still. I’m here. And here ain’t my favorite place. Never was, but I used to be able … Continue reading