I have just completed the first year of my doctoral program and I find myself asking: what have I learned?
Not sure….can tell you a lot about information management, computer supported cooperative work, social theories of technology, philosophies on science, usability engineering, and most importantly, please believe me when I say this: graduate level applied statistics is a mother-effin’ beyotch….
Other than that? Dunno. I am unsure how this all pulls together into what will ultimately culminate into a doctoral thesis. I cannot even fathom a thesis right now. Maybe it’s because my brain is fried. Maybe it’s because right now I am questioning whether all of this is a good idea. Maybe I just miss Sailor…a little too much. And maybe, just maybe, a more normal type of existence seems in order, possibly even necessary.
This is so different from the fall, when I arrive here amped-up and ready to burn. Full of ideas. Full of vigor. Ready to absorb every ounce of information I could handle…
Instead, I’m chronically stressed, tired, and my skin is so dry from living in cold and dusty labs that I can barely absorb enough moisturizer…
I mentioned the possibility to Sailor of leaving after next year with a Masters and he wouldn’t hear of it. He thinks I’m too invested. I wonder if that is in fact the true account of things or whether it is everyone else who is too invested on my behalf?

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May 9, 2011 at 3:57 pm
suicide_blond
“is everyone else who is too invested on my behalf?”…omg when i read that line i got chills… i know that feeling sugar..
xoxo
May 9, 2011 at 6:55 pm
inmate1972
Yeah, that’s the biggest barrier to overcome. I am working in DC this summer, so I hope some time away gives me some perspective.
May 10, 2011 at 9:44 pm
suicide_blond
yay…. maybe ill see you at the pub! xoxo
May 9, 2011 at 10:33 pm
hildigunnur
I’m trying not to be the one overinvesting on my kids’ behalf
May 10, 2011 at 12:40 am
inmate1972
Don’t get me wrong, it’s wonderful to have the support, but at the same time, I’m the one shouldering the debt and giving over fours years of my life. It’s a tough call. Hopefully a break will put me back in order.