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A month ago I was just finishing up the Fall semester, and here I am about to start another. So I’ll just get down to it and post my schedule for the next few months.

I have to say, it’s been a refreshing break. The breaks in between the Spring and Summer semesters and Summer and Fall semesters is only a week or so, so it was really nice to be able to take a month away from school and do other things for a while. I spent some of that time working, some of that time traveling, and the rest of the time recreating to the best of my abilities. But all good things must come to an end. That isn’t to say they can’t be replaced by other good things, just different good things. I’m looking forward to my new classes, but not looking forward to how the parking at school is going to be again.

Bring it on.

Gone. Well, not quite. This is an interesting time for me, I’ve been at my new job for just about a month, and there is just about a month of school left in this semester. And let me tell you something, if I didn’t know the definition of busy before, I certainly do now. Having something to do, somewhere to be, seven days a week, now that’s something. in the past month  have had to restructure my whole schedule in order to get everything that I need to get done, done. On the bright side, though, I can eat meat again.

The end of the semester is coming, and fast. I, for one, am particularly looking forward to the break after this semester is over and done with. The workload for me this semester has been above average, and it’s looking to be the same story come the Spring semester. This comes as a direct result of me taking my major electives. But if I can make it through one more semester of break-neck, heavy duty work, then it’ll (hopefully) be down hill from there. Assuming everything goes according to plan, after the Spring semester I’ll only have four classes left on my degree. I can’t wait.

I have a few neat projects that are either completed, or nearing completion, that I’ve been working on this semester. I am going to catch up on my posting of all these various materials after the semester ends, when I can finally take a breather. But be on the lookout for those, coming soon.

Also, this coming Monday registration opens up for me, so I should have a final schedule for the Spring semester to share after Monday. And I think I’ll just leave this post at that. I feel like I’ve said the word semester far too many times in this post alone. Until next time:

Ten months after I began looking for a job, and over a year since I last held a job,  I can finally say that I am once again employed.

I spent all that time in between being fairly productive, although there are those who would say going to school full time just isn’t enough, though for some people your good enough is never enough. However, I managed to complete twenty-five credits of my degree, and at the end of this semester I’ll be a senior looking at nine credits left until I graduate. School, although it is keeping me extremely busy, is going really well, and I’m enjoying my classes. Which then brings me around to the situation I find myself in now.

After filling out well over a hundred applications, the last one was the charm. Here’s the time line:

Friday – I fill out the application online and submit it.

Monday – I get a call to come in for an interview.

Tuesday – I go in for the interview. I get hired, on the spot. Really. All I did was sit down in the office, and sign some papers. I was being interviewed for roughly five minutes. Corporate paperwork and background check are submitted.

Wednesday – I go back in to sign the returned paperwork, which by the GM’s own words came back quicker than any previous paperwork that she can remember. I sign the papers.

Friday – 8AM – I start my job.

From now on, on the weekends, you can find me working in the photo lab at the CVS on the corner of Campbell and Nantucket. And with that being said, I have to tell the bad news. Well, not so much bad news as just an unfortunate event. When I came home from work this afternoon, I had a bunch of things to take in with me, needless to say, I was just a bit discombobulated. Long story short, I locked my keys in my car. The last time I did that was several years ago, and I still lived in New Jersey, and help was never far away. But times have changed and I’m far away from home. Also no one within a seven-hundred mile radius has a spare key to my car. Yes I’m serious.

The good news about this was I was at home when it happened, the bad news was my key chain also had my house keys on it, which were in my car. Ten minutes later I get in the house through the secret passage. Four hours later the guy I called to help get my keys out of my car finally shows up and spends three minutes getting the lock open.

All in all, a pretty lousy cap to a pretty awesome week.