Dear Linguistics, YOUR LOVE IS MY DRUG

1. So I went on that job interview. And I didn't fuck it up ... until they very end!
I talked to the ladies who currently are Administrative Assistants-slash-Grammatical Editors; they gave me a cup of coffee, an article to edit, and a red pen. It's like my dream job interview! And apparently nobody's ever done that well on their practice document before, so they were a little bit floored. Basically, they were like "We really like you, we'll let you know by Friday. Is there anything else you want us to know?"

And I was all, "Well, I'm sorry that you didn't get back to me earlier in the summer when I had full availability; I can only do this part-time right now - I've been working (will be starting to work, ahem, whatever) with a professor at BU and then I'm moving to Scotland for grad school."

Lady: (jaw drop)"Well, thanks for taking the time to come in."

And then I walked out. I haven't felt that badass in a while.


2. SPEAKING OF BADASS (this is relative, perhaps if you are not me, you will not feel the same way)
I heard back from another professor I e-mailed recently. He's been busy wrapping up this project which is essentially a corpus of Old English Poetics and language "to detect relationships between, and structures within, poetic texts in [the] Old English [corpus]". He had been away for a week, which means he just got my e-mail and apologized if he missed out on having me on board due to this fact.
But he also warned me that
a) they had run out of funding
b) they were nearly finished with it
c) I AM ACTUALLY OVERQUALIFIED TO DO THIS.


3. Oh, and Sarah Palin called herself Shakespeare and I wrote about it.

YOU GUYS, THIS IS AWESOME.

how did it get so late so soon?

Dear UNH,

I feel like I just arrived on your campus maybe two years ago. I'm about to go to my last day of classes in my undergraduate career. When did this happen?! Thanks for four years of academic excitement.

With love,
Heather

Dear Dimond Library,

I missed you. I'm glad we're back together for the next few weeks.

Love,
Heather

Dear my lunch (or maybe dinner, i'm not sure)

i might love you. Cheap beer and chinese food - how could you be wrong??

Dear take-out gods and/or Town of Durham, NH:
Thank you for finally having good chinese food within walking distance. you have improved my quality of life by at least 15%. Take-out gods: I offer my bank account as a sacrifice.
puppies, daisies and kittens,
heather


Judgement Day with Shelly went well today. After two weeks of reading, writing and thinking about a stack of academic texts and a week of mathing (yes my thesis is about math - enjoy the irony here), i am not only I on the right path but I'm exploring some really interesting things and have full permission to go forward with what I'm doing. Shortly after this announcement, Adam and G captured me and took me to a coffeeshop in Dover; it was like being a real person again for a little bit. Being a real person - rather than a thesis robot - is really, really nice sometimes.

soon i will give you an update on Thesis 2.0

but momentarily, this is a lot more important.

Hello Seniors! If you are preparing to graduate...

DEAR UNH:
After a year of getting Fill Out Your Intent-to-Graduate Notifications, due to a surplus of credits, I have finally told you I am leaving your fine institution this May.
KTHANKS,
Heather

Dear my friend who managed to file his intent-to-graduate forms with the wrong major on it a few years ago,
How the hell did you manage this? This was the easiest form I have ever had to fill out in college.
Perplexedly,
Heather

Dear February,
How are you halfway over? Is it midterms season? What happened here?
Baffled,
Heather

Dear The Future,
You are rather imminent. I am so very lucky to have very concrete plans for next year!
Nervously,
Heather

Dear Birmingham,
Nice to finally hear from you! Sorry, but you were about a month too late for consideration.
Regretfully,
Heather

Dear Nottingham:
I DO NOT CARE ABOUT WHAT IS HAPPENING THIS WEEK IN THE ENGLISH DEPARTMENT I AM NOT GOING TO YOUR SCHOOL
Fuck off.
Heather

Dear Strathclyde,
I'm looking forward to meeting you.
With anticipation,
Heather

Dear second semester,

bring it on.
love,
heather

and now, off to pack.

Longest winter break ever is long.

Dear UNH,
Thanks for the longest winter break ever... but seriously now. It's time for this J-Term charade to end.
Listlessly,
Heather


10 SIGNS THAT WINTER BREAK IS TOO LONG
1. Everyone else has gone back to school!
2. You are facebook-stalking...
a) people whom you barely know in real life
b) people who are/have been Big-Deal students on your campus
c) people you went to high school with, but never actually liked and/or talked to
3. You find random people's blogs, read them, and then actively follow them
4. Texts from last night, the aforementioned blogs, etc could count as required reading
5. You start reading a book because, well, it's something to do ... and you read maybe the first hundred pages or so
6. You hit the stumbleupon button six times a minute -- surely there must be something new and interesting on the internet today
7. You have watched the complete series of four TV shows
8. Your hard drive runs out of space from downloading new music
9. The places you would normally go just to get out of the house are looking less like options; you've been there enough that it might look like you're creeping on the establishment
10. It is 7:40 am and you are still awake (why wake up for daytime? you may as well stay up all night and sleep all day anyway...!) (why yes, this did happen today, thanks for asking.)