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Ugh, I am doing some reconnaissance for PA school applications and I am finding it singularly irritating that in 2013 my undergrad college only accepts transcript requests by mail or fax. I mean, yes, I am clearly an entitled Child of the Intarwebs but at this point it kind of seems like they're doing it out of spite.

(Actually they're probably doing it because it's a small college with a small registrar's office, and having a built in slower turnaround time for transcript requests is probably better for them, but I reserve the right to whine like an asshole on my journal.)

I paid a long-standing fine from my graduate university in order to get a financial bar cleared so I can get my transcripts from them, and it feels good to get that out of the way. I am such a weirdo; I get these blocks about dealing with the simplest things and turn molehills into mountains by ignoring them and hoping they'll go away. I was all stressed out about getting my grad school adviser to write me a letter of recommendation and then not submitting a grad school transcript, because obviously that would be weird, but now that is no longer a problem. So now I need to send her an email asking if she'll write me a letter and feeling kind of sheepish about changing fields completely. But oh well. She is awesome and it will be nice to reconnect and I'm sure she'll be fine about the letter.

I went to an information session for my top choice program (and, um, probably the only one I'll be applying to, as I need to stay local) last night, and it was simultaneously reassuring and daunting. Ugh, I just...I feel like I have finally realized what I want to do with my life and I want it so badly, so it's hard for me to be cool about it. Also, the program is incredibly intense; it's like med school in 2.5 years instead of 4. But holy shit, it all seems so cool, and the more I talk to PAs about what they do the more exciting it is. But of course, mom guilt is already creeping in as I think about what kind of childcare we're going to need to line up for S. when and if I get in and start school. Must banish the negative self talk. It's better to grow up with a parent who's fulfilled and loves what they do, right? Right.

Saga #11 is so gorgeous, you guys. I may need to frame the cover. Fiona Staples, you've outdone yourself.

I mean, look:

Saga 11

HE IS SPINNING. WITH FLOWERS. Not pictured, his magical spinning wheel. It's glorious. This whole book is glorious and I love, love, love it. I highly recommend it.


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