I’m finished. My Masters report is turned in, both of my seminar papers are turned in, and I submitted my students’ grades early this morning. The problem is, now I don’t know what to do with myself. I feel sort of anxious and confused, and I have an overwhelming feeling that there’s something I desperately need to be doing, but I don’t know what it is. Probably just the residual anxiety of the busiest semester ever. Hopefully it will wear off soon!
My TA assignment got switched around multiple times yesterday, from 11am to 8:30am to 1pm and finally to 2pm. I think (I hope) it’s settled now. 11am was ideal, but 2pm won’t be bad. Hopefully the gym class schedule will be decent and I can get a good workout right before or right after the lecture. I’ll be TAing for American lit again, too, which will be a nice change after three semesters of British. I have yet to find out whether I’ll actually be leading a discussion section for six weeks, or just grading tests and going to lectures. In any case, I’m happy to be getting a paycheck this summer! Even just for six weeks. Last summer I spent a lot of money traveling but didn’t have to pay rent; this year it’ll be the other way around, plus the cost of London if the school doesn’t end up giving me much funding. Still waiting on that…
This afternoon I finally took my car in for its oil change and tire rotation. This time they didn’t even try to push any other maintenance on me! Usually they try to sell me all kinds of expensive crap that I can’t tell if I need, and I have to play dumb and tell them, “I’ll ask my dad.” This Civic is in great shape, though; it didn’t even have dirty air filters. I’m spending the rest of this evening reading Lucky Jim, watching ‘Midsomer Murders,’ and wallowing around. Earlier in the day I thought I’d feel like going out tonight, but now that I’m finally at home, drinks don’t seem necessary and my apartment seems really pleasant. I did a body conditioning class around noon, and I can tell I’m going to crash early and sleep hard tonight.
In the morning I’m making eggs benedict. I went through a phase of making hollandaise sauce a lot–despite the incredible butter content–but haven’t made any in about a year. In the evening Alex and I are getting some beers and going out for dinner to celebrate the official end of my second year. I feel like it went on for so long even after the Masters report was complete!
Honestly, I can’t believe I’ve been in graduate school for two years. Or can I? There’s a strange feeling to how the past three years, since I left college, have passed. They’ve seemed to go by very quickly, but they’ve also been crammed full of transformative events, travel, new people, huge life changes, big decisions, tons of learning, etc. So it feels like less than three years’ worth of time has passed, but more than three years’ worth of events have occurred. Interesting.
Here’s today’s bizarre internet tidbit: I discovered, through a convoluted series of links from Facebook, that there is a website–maybe more than one website–devoted to hating on some of my favorite food bloggers. It seems to be written and maintained by a bunch of malcontents who hate their day jobs and spend 99.9% of their free time hate-reading food blogs online. Obviously I knew that there were websites out there devoted purely to making fun of things, but food bloggers? Sure, some of them are bad writers or have iffy taste or are boring, but the pure vitriol here really surprised me. There are people out there with almost unlimited stores of bitterness and free time, apparently. What really stinks is that they aren’t even funny in their so-called “snark.”
So tomorrow night . . . to try Evangeline for the first time, or to go back to Michi? I think I’ll see if my parents want to try some ramen when they get here on Friday, and if so then Alex and I will just wait on that meal. I can’t wait to see my family! My brother won’t be here, but I’m looking forward to a weekend with my parents.