slow-dog.january2001

29 January 2001
Waiting anxiously to hear from a school. Otherwise, nothing, except a choice gem from someone who has decided just now to be a writer:

i only really knew how to do one thing: write...........
and although none of those novels moved me greatly, they definitely effected me just by their very being they made me want to effect someone. they made me want to effect her.

Now it's easy sport picking on writing on the web, so I'll stop at one error and not bother to cite others, lest someone dig through all the crap I've written to find my typos and mental lapses. Let's just be thankful that this is the sort of thing that keeps copy editors employed, and hope that this boy picks up a copy of Strunk & White before it's too late.

18 January 2001
Well, one more app is done. Two images for you. Well, the first one here is for my mom, because she wants to see it. The second is my impulse purchase whose arrival in the mail I await with anticipation. Those of you in the know will realize that this was not an original thought.

16 January 2001
The anguish of a b-school applicant day by day:

1. When the phone rings at work, wonder if it's someone calling to admit you.
2. When you leave work, agonize over the fact that your rejection letter may be waiting in your mailbox.
3. Arrive home, see big package in your mailbox and think, "Maybe they just forgot to call.........
4. Find out big package was just your MS diploma being delivered (well, that's good you guess).
5. Search through rest of mail.
6. Sigh deeply when no reject letter found.
7. Tomorrow, go to step 1.

09 January 2001
Those people who said "Early to bed, early to rise....." were right. It's around 9:30 last night, and I'm thinking to myself, "Boy am I tired." Now, never having been known to ignore these urges, I slip into bed, figuring that I will wake up in the morning much more rested and refreshed than usual.

WRONG! I wake up at 4:00 AM and can't get back to sleep. After an hour of trying, I curse myself and get up and shower. I arrived at work before 6:00 and had the pick of parking spots to myself. I also had a nice hour of silence (well, a chance to play my music at reasonable volumes) to get stuff done (including part of an application essay ) before the yahoos started arriving. The downside of course, is that I couldn't very well leave work that much earlier without long exruciating efforts to point out how early I arrived. My boss has no idea what time I get to work, which is fine, except when it doesn't work in my favor.

05 January 2001
Phew! One more application done.

03 January 2001
One more application submitted.

02 January 2001
As always, busy.