First things first: As of tomorrow (tonight, technically - I've already posted to both, but the official start isn't until tomorrow), I will be dual-enrolled both at the university where I work in the MBA program (class #2: Organizational Behavior) and at California State University, Dominguez Hills, in the Humanities Internet-based studies program (called HUX by the university), focusing on History.
I have come to the understanding through the FIRST MBA class that I'm NOT meant to be a straight-up manager. Too dry, and I don't really care for it. Besides, I doubt I will put any of it to use at any point in my near future, so it's a waste. Add in that the MBA program is costing me about $2K PER CLASS while the HUX classes are about $700(!), that I would much rather become a professor of History at a university than a mid-level manager pretty much ANYWHERE and you've got a good reason to change programs.
I can hear you thinking, "why are you taking the second class in the MBA program, then?"
Well, mostly because based on the way the university charges and on the way the university presents class (one class at a time, two months per class, so you get 2 classes in a semester, but focus on just the one you're actually taking while you're in it), I'm getting charged for both, whether or not I take the second class...
So, why not take the damn thing, since I'm paying for it? Perhaps it will actually teach me something useful.
Besides, I'll be focusing more on the History classes than the MBA classes, so if I get a "C" in the MBA class and an "A" in the HUX class, who really gives a damn?
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In other news... Did a TON of yardwork today. Bought an actual Char-Broil BBQ (haven't had one since I left Los Angeles). Spent the day doing weeding and mulching and the like and spent the early evening enjoying the "fruits" of the BBQ - a couple of Top Sirloin steaks cooked just right, a couple of ears of corn, cooked still in the husks, a couple of chicken/tomato/pineapple kabobs, and the absolutely necessary BEER.
AHHHH... Freshly cooked STEAK, the way *I* like to cook it... Inhaled the meal, put the boy in the bath and now to bed and hit the net...
Oh, and I recently finished Portal. I don't quite get the absolute fanaticism for the Companion Cube, but it's a great game nonetheless. Had to do a bit of cheating - watched a couple of walkthroughs in order to be able to finish it - but DAMN, it's worth it. GREAT game.
Boy just walked in asking for me to read a book, so that's about it for now.
Oh, heading to Vegas in mid-August for Portalfest (no, not related to the game I just talked about). It's for a roleplaying site I'm a co-moderator on found at [link]. It's called Rondak's Portal and is able to support literally ANY kind of game you'd like to play or run. If you are interested, check it out. I go by "Syrinx" there and pretty much everyone knows me...
So, after all that, don't expect to see much fiction going up anytime soon. Probably spending all my brainwaves on academia for a while. If you're even remotely curious, I might post some of my papers, but thats doubtful.
Hope all is going well for everyone, and sorry for the information dump. Go for 3 months without a post and suddenly the dam bursts...
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I've been eating boiled chicken...do you have any idea how jealous I am of you right now?
Oh well...when I get back to Bahrain, I'll try to find a good steak place. Somewhere.
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Hell, for some of the ports of call you've been to, I'd give up steak for a while... O_o
Hmm...though, you do bring up a valid point. How many steaks would I have to forfeit to get some vacation time in Singapore?
While the travel is a definite bonus...the transit leaves much to be desired. And the food underway. Blech
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How about you swallow some razor-wire, pull it out your ass, and FLOSS YOURSELF TO DEATH!
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