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I Got In.

Both Harvard and University of Chicago have admitted me!
Harvard's offering me serious grant-age and loan-age too!

I got in!

(entry being cut short for sheer volume of celebration)

I spent lunchtime finishing my notes on an interview I had with esqgirl earlier in the week. The purpose was to provide material for a paper I'm working on, but the by-product has been wonderful:

Two realizations.

1. I like interviewing. I like hearing people's thoughts and eliciting their ideas, hearing their approach to a subject.

2. I'm not especially good at it. I don't always know what to ask or how to steer a conversation; esqgirl's ease and speaking ability saved me this time.

I'm wondering now...
I have this shiny little tape recorder. I have lots of friends with interesting opinions, especially about religion.

How do I learn to be a better interviewer? And...perhaps...how do I form those into a coherent whole?

Hoo!

I'm working on an essay about Anger or Wrath. (Actually, it's put aside till I finish my Sociology paper.)

So there will be more updates.
But right now, I just had to announce to the world:

that I love my new pants.

I love them so much.

An article on the idea of the inevitable secularization of society

Particularly in light of thinking, a la winterborne, of The Future.

EDIT: I meant to say, "attacking the idea of the inevitable secularization of society."

education: completed one paper, in better shape. actually sat and thought about the intro, so it's not just a batch of passive dull crap.

employment: swung from the cheap to the expensive today. morning was ice-white silk duchess satin, heavy and glorious and crisp. afternoon, using newspaper to make crumpled, narsty paper hats.

geeking: attacked them with two tapestries, two shield racks, a rope curtain, a heavy wrought-iron thingy, and lots of silliness. no PCs dead yet. highlights of the evening? "You're searching the cushions of the divan, not the body underneath it?" "The body will stay there. They (the party) might take the stuff in the cushions." also mggy's character trying to salvage the 'corpses' of the tapestries, since they pictured salacious embroidered nymphs. and "satyr"/"Seder" confusion.

also, please to be checking out "Order of the Stick" if you game. right here. click here now, dammit! EDIT: Okay, so today's is more plot, less funny. Try earlier. Like...ummm....here!

no, not the congressman.

I haven't posted in a bit because I'm attempting to post an Essay. I'm trying to collect some thoughts on "Skeptical Paganism", and I want to use LJ to actually write and post Content in the form of this Essay. Oof. Which means I've denied myself the bouncy/whiny/silly/etc. standard posts I can do, trying to get myself to write it. Well, that's counterproductive and just leads to no posts instead of Content.

The essay will come...oh yes, it will...but till then, I keep with the silly.

Any suggestions for beasties to throw at my party on Wednesday? Something earthy, or evil, or heavy...yeah.

Two religion-grad-school related events today, one which left me walking on air and whooping, and one which left me grumbling and resolute. Therefore I must vent.

The first: I met with a prof from last semester who offered to write me a letter of recommendation. Prof had lots of good advice, fun attitude, good news about prospects for a career as well as for my own admission into HDS. And a possible job offer for the fall. Or at least a connection leading thereto. I thought I would keel over...especially when prof offered to go over my statement of purpose essay when I write it. Not just woot: wo0o0o0o0o0o0t! I like this person so much. I wish they were in the fields I'm looking at. Oh, and I really do need to start learning German.

The second: Intro survey class this evening. I got a paper back, and it was a B-. I first reacted poorly: "This deserves better! If it weren't such a stilted topic..." Then irritably, thinking about the high tangent-to-info ratio in class. This prof is intelligent, funny, and well-spoken...but the combination of tangents and the necessity of hurrying through material in a survey class is driving me nuts. Finally, I reached the best conclusion. I will kick this class's butt. I will do so well on these papers, far better than a standard 101 demands or deserves. Fooey.

Back in college, I would have whimpered and had a self-doubt attack at a B-. Now I'm just determined to do better and irate about the class. Yeah, I'm definitely ready for more schooling.

Paraphrase of something I heard recently: "You need an ironclad ego to apply to this school. You need an ironclad ego that is justified in order to get in."

In other news, I seem to have wailed on the party too hard last night at game. Thankfully, Rules Guy assists. Sigh...I should just run a bunch of combats till I know the stuff inside and out.