I spent the summer at home working and saving and then went to grad school in Boston. I didn't know anyone there and only had enough money for a month or so, but I got a job (as a stripper) and everything worked out fine. I also did a lot of traveling during those years and I am so glad I did.
Take jobs as they come -- and we'll never be under the heel of nobody ever again. No matter how long the arm of the Alliance might get, we'll just get ourselves a little further.
Mal ,'Out Of Gas'
Spike's Bitches 28: For the Safety of Puppies...and Christmas!
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Scrappy - Jan 31, 2006 7:36:56 am PST #6943 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Steph L. - Jan 31, 2006 7:38:08 am PST #6944 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Short version: it's miraculous what a person can ignore.
Manoman. You're not wrong.
katefate - Jan 31, 2006 7:40:48 am PST #6945 of 10001
Frail my heart apart and play me a little Shady Grove
I haven't had to deal with smoker's cough yet though, so I'm wondering if that's still to come.
Nicole, last time I quit, I didn't have the cough, but I did have a low-grade sore throat for several weeks. Didn't expect that. Someone said it was from my throat not being anesthetized from smoke anymore. Go, you! Keep up the good work.
Steph, inadvertent learning is better than no learning. Your naive coworker is lucky to have you.
I'm loving everyone's after-college stories.
§ ita § - Jan 31, 2006 7:41:15 am PST #6946 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Not to slam my mother (who's a brilliant woman), but I learnt about Tantric sex when I was 11. The same woman never saw or smelled a joint until university. You get into your little bubble, you reinforce the walls, and you just bob along.
Dominatrices don't exist because people wouldn't want to do that sort of thing.
Fred Pete - Jan 31, 2006 7:42:09 am PST #6947 of 10001
Ann, that's a ferret.
After college, I did a year of grad school, realized it was a mistake, then went on to law school.
Mixed feelings about my path. I'd like to have spent a year or two doing something completely out of the ordinary. OTOH, my practical side points out that, if I'd graduated any later, I'd have landed right in the middle of the miserable job market of c. 1990.
tommyrot - Jan 31, 2006 7:43:59 am PST #6948 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
The same woman never saw or smelled a joint until university.
Me neither. Although in my case it could be because I grew up in a small town. When I was in HS, I knew that certain classmates smoked pot, but I was never around them when I did.
Calli - Jan 31, 2006 7:44:03 am PST #6949 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Dominatrices don't exist because people wouldn't want to do that sort of thing.
That's why gay male sex was illegal in Victorian England, but lesbianism wasn't. Queen Victoria was sure no woman would want to do that sort of thing.
§ ita § - Jan 31, 2006 7:46:56 am PST #6950 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Me neither.
Yeah, but you're not Jamaican.
Gudanov - Jan 31, 2006 7:49:22 am PST #6951 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping
if I'd graduated any later, I'd have landed right in the middle of the miserable job market of c. 1990.
That was the job market I graduated into. It sucked. Seemed like every interview started with "We've had hundreds of applicants..."
lisah - Jan 31, 2006 7:50:53 am PST #6952 of 10001
Punishingly Intricate
That was the job market I graduated into.
Me too! But there was lots of temp work to be had and I didn't have any career goals anyway so it wasn't that bad.