My grandmother passed away and I defended my thesis in close proximity to each other.
When I went home to the funeral services, I got a bizarre dose of the above headline. I understand everyone’s sentiments, but it really added the worst elements of a graduation party (“Where are you going next? What are you doing now?
All this has delayed my move to DC, as it took me away from beating at bureaucrats for a while. But I’ll be there soon enough. At least my new advisor is understanding.
I may not blog much in the near term, either, as I try to get packed up and out to D.C. After that it may get a little more journal-like as a way of keeping tabs with people, but I’ll still try to find good stuff to rant about.
1 comment:
Blah, blah, blah. I am sick of hearing excuses. There are starving people in Bangladesh that need these blog entries, and you are denying them their basic rights!
Ok. I jest. Good luck with all of that, dude. I'm sorry to hear about your grandmother. I'll bet she was really proud of you! There is a lot to be proud about.
--shane
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