Procrastination

The new world order goes like this. The order of importance is
1. Eavesdropping on the people next to me here at Java Dog. Two of them are going to get married! Like, today or tomorrow! Probably not today, come to think of it, because they wouldn't be here, would they? And they seem pretty relaxed.
2. Putting off eating the rest of my farmers' market cinnamon bun, delayed gratification being key to maturity and self-control.
3. Alternating between anger, pity, and apathy about The Department's seemingly neverending issues. Sometimes I think we should just outsource everything to non-writers.
4. Wondering if that new show Community with Joel McHale and Chevy Chase is going to be any good.
5. Playing Text Twist 2 online. (Seven letters, not six! But some of the words are joke words, like jiveass and fatbird.)
6. Then and only then, writing syllabi and le thesis, which is what I came here for. Maybe we'll call today a practice run for the school-year-Saturday routine.

Last night a bunch of people went out for Brooks's birthday. I went a little reluctantly, having so enjoyed the hermit life lately, but as usual, it turned out fun and I was glad I went. Met three new students, caught up with a couple of people I hadn't seen literally all summer, practiced my yelled-conversation skills, and got smoked out of the Blue Post. It had a very first-party-of-the-school-year feeling. Made me one baby step more ready for the thing, hence my attempt at syllabus-writing today. While the transition can be a little eye-roll-inducing, I don't mind a routine once it starts. I even like it most of the time. So I think this year is going to be great. I'm going to write the best thesis ever and have lots of fun.

As for after graduation, it hit me hard the other day that it's well under a year until I'm no longer a student or a TA, and even less than that until I have to start looking in earnest, not in a lah-di-dah way, for a job. When I realized that, I had a brief moment of something like panic, but then I realized I actually trust God with this. Because He has a great track record with jobs and moves for me, always providing the right opening at the right time. It was nice, because I had been feeling antagonistic toward Him and anything but trusting, mostly because I've been majorly agitated over not having a boyfriend and thinking, "So are You going to leave me hanging another twenty-five years, Punk?" While I know it's not ideal to trust God only about things He's proven Himself "good at," and I shouldn't need a track record to trust Him with a certain thing, it was at least a step in the right direction and a reminder of His providence. I still have lots of my own ideas and criteria for the job I want next year: I really don't want to move, I don't want an internship-type thing where it has an endpoint, I'd like something career-oriented and not minimum-wage. But I'm also thinking, God knows how much I want to stay here, so if He does move me, it will probably be for something infinitely better than what I have here, to make it worth the uprooting. (Hard to imagine, friend-wise and house-wise and location-wise, but then many of His plans are hard to imagine.) I feel a little underqualified because I don't want to teach and that's what I've been doing (though not exclusively) for three years. I figure I'll just overapply, apply to everything I remotely want to do, and statistics dictate that I'll have to get a call-back from at least a couple. I think it will feel good to be able to act on my interest when I see a good opening--I often look online at jobs but can't really do anything about it, but come Spring, when The Change is actually impending, I'll be able to respond and not just speculate. That's exciting.

In summary, if anyone knows of a job opening in copyediting, proofreading, or indexing that I can do from home or in Wilmington, send the vitals my way. My dream is to rectify all comma splices and live in an error-free world, at least on paper and onscreen. Yes we can.