I just had my first hysterical (of the not funny variety) late night phone conversation with a friend who also has just started graduate school. It consisted of a great deal of maniacal giggles and "I just don't know what to say" type comments.

I left the conversation feeling a bit better that I had been though...there is truth to that adage that misery loves company...I guess.

I think I am cracking up a bit.

This too shall pass.

Not that it necessarily matters...

But almost 95% of all grad students I have met so far have parents (at least one, that is) who are academics.

Brief Update

I finally have internet access (as of five minutes ago), have a bed, have a desk, and my books are arriving (oh so slowly) in the mail.

Things are looking up.


In other news, this song is getting a heavy rotation in my playlist.

Ok, I am going to make a sincere effort to maintain this blog now. After leaving this space I made a few half-assed attempts elsewhere, but I lost interest pretty quickly.
Now that I am back in the fold, so to speak, the obsession/pressure/panic/joy/etc is mounting, and I feel the need to begin writing again. That is, once I actually get my internet access at home (it has been almost a month now).

More later...