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Jun. 15th, 2008 07:45 pmIt can not possibly surprise any one who reads this that I have always wanted to go hang gliding. Nor, I suspect, will any one be astonished when I proclaim my love for really good commercials.
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Oh my tears of laughter. I kind of want to buy a lottery ticket just to support the commercial.
In other news: My friend David came though town. (Hurrah!) He's another one of the anthropologists I know actually working in in anthropology. (This is a strangely large subsection of people I know, considering both how uninterested I am in anthropology and how few jobs there are in it. Score one for the alma matter, I guess.) He is currently hitchhiking across the country with produce truckers for the book he's writing. It was really nice to see him again.
Finally: Recently added to the list of things that were not as bad as expected: The MCAT. It was neither horrifying nor terrible. I was (as feared) one of two people taking the test on Friday the thirteenth, but I put on my orange noise canceling headphones and pretended that the room was full. I have an awful gloating story to tell about the experience, but, in the interest of saving myself a potential ego-bruise later, I will save it until I have my score in hand.
Guess what's behind this ( cut? )
Oh my tears of laughter. I kind of want to buy a lottery ticket just to support the commercial.
In other news: My friend David came though town. (Hurrah!) He's another one of the anthropologists I know actually working in in anthropology. (This is a strangely large subsection of people I know, considering both how uninterested I am in anthropology and how few jobs there are in it. Score one for the alma matter, I guess.) He is currently hitchhiking across the country with produce truckers for the book he's writing. It was really nice to see him again.
Finally: Recently added to the list of things that were not as bad as expected: The MCAT. It was neither horrifying nor terrible. I was (as feared) one of two people taking the test on Friday the thirteenth, but I put on my orange noise canceling headphones and pretended that the room was full. I have an awful gloating story to tell about the experience, but, in the interest of saving myself a potential ego-bruise later, I will save it until I have my score in hand.
