I got into Boston University for grad school! Don’t know if I’m going, though. It’s a professional master’s degree so no funding except for the possibility of scholarships.
On my sailing trip from Nova Scotia to Grenada, things went about as bad as they could have the first few days out to sea. We anchored at St. Kitts and Nevis for a few days, and most of the trainees decided to leave the ship. I stayed on board, helped get the ship to Grenada to meet the next group. (Of the five trainees who stayed, four were my watchmates.)
With an investigator on board to observe us, we did a man overboard drill. He threw a dummy in the water. I struck sails and went to my post on the mizzen top, kept my eye on the target and called out bearing and distance at the top of my lungs. Got us turned around and back in a position to launch the skiff for recovery. Everybody said I did great.
Polished the bell until you could see the whole ship reflected in it.
Fine, just blow the curve for the rest of us.
[sub]Good job, though[/sub]
Got a new job at a fancy members-only fine dining club. Sorry folks, no more sushi stories
Shepherded two flying students through major milestones last week. One passed his Private Pilot checkride and one soloed (yep, I got me another shirttail ).
Got an A on part of a class I’m working on - the first A the professor has given on this class.
Yeah - it IS all about me.
We finished testing a web-based program we’ve implimented at my organization. I was in charge of it, from start to finish, will very little support from the higher ups (which really wasn’t too bad–at least they stayed out of the way), and almost no staff (except my trusty partner, who is ying to my yang). Other organizations around the country have done the same thing, on a similiar scale, but with a ton more staffing and resources–and we’ve done a damn good job with what we had.
Last night my TaeKuk MuSul class did promotions. I got my orange belt.
I said no when I usually say yes. And I didn’t feel bad about it.
I just celebrated 16 years of sobriety- no drinks or drugs since March 4, 1991. I think that’s pretty cool.
Also, I am on a diet and walking more, and I just fixed an awesome pork tri-tip simmered in peach salsa.
Oh, and I am going to start doing micro loans through Kiva- wanna help buy a goat?
I have finished collecting and analyzing my dissertation data and, once I’m done organizing everything and getting a grip on the big picture, I will begin writing the dissertation within a week or two. So, this summer I should (finally!) graduate with my Ph.D.
Wow, everyone’s good things are so entirely good! Every one of them has made me smile
I have stuck to my diet diligently for 4 weeks now and don’t see myself stopping. This is the first time I’ve ever been able to do this.
I just went grocery shopping, bought all my food for a week AND prepped all my food for a week.
Friday I successfully hacked a DHTML color picker and added a grayscale palette. It took me forever (requires math…eep!) but I did it.
I haven’t smoked for 22 days, and I haven’t been fired or seriously maimed anyone.
I made the first step towards getting out of a career that is slowly draining my will to live… I applied to university! I’ve requested my transcript from my original university (I already have a BSc) and so now I just get to sit back and wait impatiently to see if I’m accepted… which I should find out sometime between “June 5 to July 27”. Aren’t they cruel?
In the meantime, I have also updated my CV and am applying for an internal transfer to a depressingly similar but slightly more intellectually stimulating (and “slightly” is being generous) position which hopefully will keep me going until I get back to school. I’m pretty sure I can get a salary increase for it too.
My sister has been giving me a lot of praise for helping her so much over the past year on her schoolwork. She’s finishing her degree at a university other than the one she’ll be graduating from (transfer) and the classes she needs to take are slightly different and more challenging than what was available at her old school, so she often calls me for help with homework. Try teaching biochemistry over the phone! So anyways, she gets fantastic grades (even without my help) but has given me a lot of credit for it, and that makes me feel good!
I got into University of Chicago for law school with a scholarship. This is so beyond my wildest dreams, I can’t explain it. I haven’t been feeling that great about it because
- My roommate hasn’t had any success on the law school admissions front and
- My SO hasn’t gotten into Chicago.
This thread has made me decide that I can be happy for myself and still care about the successes of two of my favorite people. It is possible to be proud without being a jerk about it.
Congrats to all of the dopers in this thread. The first 1/4 of 2007 is shaping up to be pretty good.
I landed a literary agent a couple months ago. I’m also just under three-fourths of the way to being done with the second draft of my latest book.
Y’know something? You’re right. Hell, yeah…hooray us!
I stopped taking Latin two years ago. Last year, I got my fourth gold medal on the National Latin Exam. I was feeling worried about it for the past few days, since I feel a lot more out of practice: my choir teacher asked me to translate ‘non turbetur cor vestrum’, and it took me a good twenty seconds to get any of it (something like ‘that your heart not be disturbed’; I forget the specific subjunctive clause structure). Anyway, I saw my old Latin teacher Thursday morning and arranged to get a couple of old exams during lunch; she gave me half of one, and while she was looking for more, I started idly working on it. After a couple of attempts, I translated the first sentence (a couple of lines) of Caesar, and could answer the first three or four questions. Later, I did that one, and another half from one two years later of poetry, coincidentally balancing the exam, and got 4 wrong. Out of 40. At least 2 of which I would not have gotten wrong during the real thing, since I would have checked my answers. So I’m fairly optimistic about getting my fifth gold medal and the Oxford Classical Dictionary (which normally costs ~$120).
Also, I’m giving blood for the 3rd time this Wednesday.
I started four accounts on Kingdom of Loathing at the end of February. I’m taking care of all of them, and my schoolwork isn’t suffering.
I went several new places all by myself in the last two weeks. One was a focus group and one was a farmer’s market. Probably doesn’t seem like much, but I’m agoraphobic…not severely, but it’s been a long time since I’ve ventured out on my own someplace I’ve never been before.
I actually finished drafting a paper a week before it was due, then had it proofed and revised, instead of my usual M.O. of finishing it minutes before class starts with the paper still hot off the press in Powell.
And I got a perfect score, too!
Now, who wants to know about thematic elements in Archaic Attic Red Figure? Go ahead - ask me anything!
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Captain Carrot**, many many congratulations. Hat’s off to you; I took three years of Latin and can barely remember my second declension (I’ll remember the first far into senility though. I’m sure I’ll be walking around the old folks home going “femina, feminae, feminae, feminam, femina, feminae, feminarum, feminis, feminas, feminis” and no one will know what I’m talking about.)
I helped a guy in an overturned car on my commute home last week, but nothing as dramatic as newcrasher. WTG on that one!