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Okay, distrubing moment of the weekend. Fell asleep at 7 PM. Woke up? 8 this morning.

*sad* I am getting old. I am only surprised amireal didn't send a worried email. *g* She now worries if she does not see me for twenty-four hours, I am dying in the hosptial.

Okay, question. For SGA/SG1 people. Can Ancients bring people back from the dead?

Unrelated but relevant:

1.) Obsessively playing sudoku does not, in fact, making fic editing go by faster.

2.) I forgot how much I hate editing even when I love reading the betas beyond all words.

3.) I want a pony.



I have a meeting on Monday evening that is making me tense. It's kind of the reason I've been tense and jumpy all week. It *could* be really really good, or it could be really really bad; it's a toss up. It's education-relatedish and frustrating and gah. It's--kind of. Hmm.

I have a choice. One of them is to formally deny all my education post-high school and start fresh. That's losing somethign close to 100 hours (I'm three core classes (10-11 hours) and an additional 18 hours non-core off from graduation). The other is--uncomfortable and possibly impossible. Monday I'm trying to introduce an option three, which is expensive and kind of inconvenient but doable.

I can do inconvenient.

I'm tempted by the formal denial one if for no other reason than it'll simply things. And this time through I know which classes that no amount of studying will make me good at. But I'd lose my GPA, which is about 3.0 and I kind of like it.

Need *nap*. I really feel like this entire encouragement by manager to finish my degree? Was totally a mistake. He finishes his masters and suddenly he is all about getting me off my ass. Bastard.



To round this out.

1.) I will forever be amused by the people talking about the evils of illegal immigration who I have *seen* picking up day labor on a daily basis. Seriously. That's just funny.

2.) I am always deeply amused by people who whine about how welfare is destroying American while receiving Medicaid and CHIP cards.

3.) Double that for the people that cleverly move all their considerable assets into trusts (and I'm talking about people in the one million area) so they can get Medicaid for nursing home care.

4.) Anyone, anyone, who calls in to explain how all those evil people are getting food stamps and don't deserve it nearly as much as they do. And their taxes support it! (this is most fun with people where I'm reading their case history and noting they've only held jobs that keep them not only below the income tax limit but also manage to continue to receive benefits.)

Sometimes, my job is very strange.

ETA: Going garage saleing and Barnes-and-Nobling, hopefully will have Martha Wells' Entanglement so I have guaranteed good reading for the plane on Friday. THEY HAD BETTER.

Comments

As one who let nearly two decades lapse between BA and start of still-unfinished MBA

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I can do inconvenient.

I salute working moms with educational goals everywhere. Y'all'r completely nuts, (and I mean bugfuck of nuts) and I salute you a lot. Observing from the outside, "inconvenient" is the nicest adjective one can assign to the pursuit of higher education by the gainfully employed parent, irrespective of the starting position of post-high school credits.

That said, and disclaiming all-knowingness on the basis of having completed a bachelor's on the Bank of Mom and Dad, then let whatever number of years lapse that leaves me 37, and then gotten 12 credit hours toward an MBA which may or may not be all that helpful in my current, technically oriented career, let me say this:

Before melding 100 hours into inconvenience, please do a thorough review of what you'd have to test out of, prove you already knew, or present as already taken, considering their might be a "use by" date on classes already completed. I boinged into Managerial Accounting thinking that some 20-year old high school math was going to get me through (after all, accounting is just arithmatic and I made it to Trig, right? C student, but it was Trig) and omiGOD I could not have been more wrong.

On the other hand you have a driven supportive boss, which alone is worth its weight in rubies, and employers of all types seem just entranced by the piece of paper. I ask you, what does International Relations (Cold War vintage, no less, though I am still only 37) have to do with wireless network support? Approximately $2500 to $4000 more per year in salary, apparently.

Whatever you wind up doing, I say go for the gold, especially if it's on someone else's dime.