About 2 years ago I was posting about my job hunt circa 2012. Oh how things have changed (and how they haven’t). I’m better qualified, have a better sense of what I (don’t) want to do, and I don’t live in goddamn Harrisburg so this round should be a whole lot more bearable.
It’s actually pretty exciting. I’ll let Calvin and Hobbes explain the rest.
Not going to lie, I still get choked up everytime I read this. Best comic of all time, though I absolutely despise the snow.
Big, big day for govinbhai. Today I had a chat with my boss about my future. Whether I’m staying at my current job for another year, enrolling in a master’s program, still interested in PhD programs, etc.
None of the above. We agreed that my last day at work is August 29th. My 24th birthday is going to be fantastic.
“Where do you want to be when you’re 30? Decide that and reverse engineer it from there.” My boss tells me. She was super cool about it. Told me about a bunch of her friends whose work I’d be interested in.
Time for govinbhai to figure out what the fuck he’s doing with his life for the umpteenth time since graduating. Wish me luck during these next five months. At the very least, have a couch I can crash on when I’m homeless a year from now.
Update:
Noticed this when I was posting the last blog and it made my day. I can (kind of) see who’s looking at my blog and where the pageviews are coming from. Check out this damn commie from the USSR reading my most patriotic blog ever .
Yeah, this damn commie only read one page but it’s probably because afterwards this guy was so mentally shattered by our ‘Murican superiority that he blew his damn commie brains out in the Red Square.
Putin, if one of you or your Kremlin goonies is reading this you can kiss my red, white and blue ass.
USA! USA! USA!
Subtract the iPad, book, and cat and this is me to a T. Proof positive that anyone can be pigeonholed.
PS – anyone want to go to Han Dynasty?
This has been occurring progressively since I finished college. I don’t know why. My food and sleep schedule is that of an infant’s.
If no one tells me to eat, or I forget, I get cranky. I get all confused and irritable until I realize I’ve forgotten to eat. I’m not above a little bit of sobbing.
When I do eat, I make a mess. There’s food in my beard, on my desk, on my clothes, and I don’t notice because I’m so damn hungry I’m just shoving food down my gullet.
I eat too much too fast. I get gassy/sleepy (in some order). If I’m watching TV, in a car/train, especially on my couch, I will fall asleep in a matter of minutes.
Best (worst?) of all, I drool in my sleep. I wake up on a damp pillow or with crusty saliva in my beard. I’m extremely disoriented and usually have to use the bathroom.
The transformation into a baby will be complete when I start shitting myself. At my current rate I’m expecting this to happen by July 4th.
So at this point you know how baller our couch is. You’ve probably slept on it before. It’s an awesome couch.
At least 5/7 nights a week there is at least one person who falls asleep on this couch (and that’s being conservative). If you count people sleeping on couch/days perweek, the number is closer to 10/7 (over 100%), what with friends crashing here over the weekend and multiple people crashing on this couch any given week night. We have the greatest couch of all time. Case in point:
And they weren’t even that drunk.
Working from home today (actually working for the most part) and going to NYC this weekend so no posts by me in the near future. This is a must-read. CB is one of my favorite Eagles (and fellow Temple Owl) and just so happens to be a great writer. Can’t wait for football season #flyeaglesfly
Written in a form that you can (hopefully) understand.
Because what’s a list without Kristen Wiig gif?
So I’m standing in the petty cash office at work and there’s a TV droning CNN nonstop. I was playing Flappy Bird (ha!) and overheard some stats about people who don’t believe in climate change (something along the lines of “only 42% of Americans believe in climate change that’s influenced by man”).
People who deny climate change are right wingers/dolts (mutually inclusive). I’m paraphrasing some of the rest of what I heard:
Working in academia I tend to spend a lot of time will well educated, scientifically literate people (scientists). Ask any faculty member at Temple University or elsewhere and they will be in staunch agreement that humans have have influenced our climate to our own detriment. Climate change deniers are their own special type of stupid, but CNN brought up a thoughtful point (for once): that the general public woefully misconstrues climate change and the scientific community at large because most of their exposure to “scientists” is a terrible fucking television show.
Not only does The Big Bang Theory incorrectly stereotype scientists, lack any sort of meaningful character development, rely on terrible writing and a forced laugh track.
CRINGEWORTHY
But in general, it isn’t a show about real scientists. Physics PhDs aren’t spending their free time at comic book stores or arcades. They aren’t entirely socially inept losers. If the show was accurate, the PhDs on the show wouldn’t be relatable, white Americans. Look at this faculty directory and tell me how many Sheldon’s and Leonard’s you see. A show about reading scientific journals, developing and testing experimental hypotheses, and examining evidence to draw conclusions wouldn’t be too popular (that’s an indictment of the American public and mainstream media).
Misrepresenting the scientific community has a negative, cascading effect on very real issues that threaten our way of life. 97% of climate scientists agree that climate-warming has been influenced by human activity.
Though if you’re stupid enough to enjoy the Big Bang Theory, you likely don’t have the cognitive capacity to understand what I’m angry about.
In an age of healthy eating and wanton franchise commercialism I like to spend my Saturday mornings giving both of those concepts a giant “fuck you”.
I do this by buying a number of donuts from my block’s corner store “Tony’s”. It’s a tradition unlike any other.
Delightfully unhealthy and infinitely better than Dunkin’ Donuts.
(Sidenote: Everything from Dunkin Donuts, save the munchkins, is flaming hot garbage. The donuts and bagels are so sterile, manufactured and perfectly round. Absolutely no character. The coffee? Toilet water. Luckily, the drink is equal parts toilet water and sugary cream. Don’t get me started on the “frozen mocha mint chocolate chip lattes” because that’s not drinking coffee, that’s drinking diabetes. There are DDs EVERYWHERE, at least 7 in Suburban Station. I hate Dunkin’ Donuts. The only redeeming factor is that half are owned/staffed by Indians.)
The donuts from Tony’s are the real deal. They only have them on Saturdays, and the best ones (chocolate frosted) sell out by 9:30 AM. Hangovers be damned, I’m out the door by 8 to buy some. If I’m the only one home, maybe 1 or 2. Roommates? A half dozen. Various friends or family sleeping on our couch? DONUTS FOR EVERYBODY.
The donuts are huge and you can taste the freshness. The cream-filled donuts have actual, fluffy, delicious cream on the inside. Not the questionable white paste from DD. Tony’s doesn’t have all the bells and whistles of Federal Donuts, but the 4 types of donuts they do have they do incredibly well. “Keep it simple” is the mantra of this timeless corner store run by two old Italian guys.
If you’re in the neighborhood, come by and grab a donut. If you’re not, put down your granola and cold-pressed juices, and eat a fatty, delicious donut. (Just not from Dunkin)
PS – Microwave a donut for like 10 seconds before eating it. It will change your life.
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