I just thought about it and jesus christ, how have I only been working at this job for two months? it feels like it’s been forever. it literally feels like it’s been october for three months at this point. I think my sense of time is super screwed up from a lack of regular schedule because there is no week-to-week consistency in my shifts whatsoever

like I was only in montreal two weeks ago but it feels like it’s been at least a month

it’s probably sad that the most exciting part of my short term life planning is quitting my job (by mid-november you guys I’m stoked). but if nothing else it’s nice to have some sense of what I’m doing for a couple months instead of persistent inability to plan anything (no thanks to my work schedule that literally comes out on the saturday preceding the week, i.e. I have no idea if I’m working on monday until saturday night lol)

my big milestones are like: quit job (mid nov), continue classes, work on + finish portfolio by end of december, take the GRE (mid dec?), apply to schools (jan), and hopefully interview for schools while I try to find another job, maybe through a job agency this time. and then you know. work and whatever. maybe I’ll even get to take a couple weeks to go somewhere cool next summer but let’s not get ahead of ourselves

I’m really hoping the condition of my hands will improve once I quit. it’s really concerning to me that my ankles/legs soreness and fatigue will abate after a couple days off work but my hands remain as stiff and/or painful as they were, even after I’ve had (for e.g.) 3-4 days off.




The difference between learning a modern language and an ancient language is that in first year French you learn “Where is the bathroom?” and “How do I get to the train station?” and in first year Attic Greek or Latin you learn “I have judged you worthy of death” and “The tyrant had everyone in the city killed.”