I think I'd be the wankiest professor ever tbh - Tactical Ninja
Mar. 15th, 2012
10:21 am - I think I'd be the wankiest professor ever tbh
Last night I heard back from my research dude in Auckland and he's apparently "over the moon" with the analysis I did. He also confirmed that I'll be getting a writing credit as second author. Which makes me go *SQUEE* even though I don't really have any concept of what that means academically. It's unlikely to be published before I finish my degree but still, exciting!
Also yesterday, the Youth of Today came home with his school photos. We don't normally get them but this year being his last, we talked about it and decided to get one for posterity. Since he's an only child we went for the 'family' option and got one of him with his friends, which can be viewed under the cut.
Jordi (middle back) is a Star Wars geek and was most upset when one of the teachers told him he looked like Darth Vader.
Anyway, I love this picture, because it fully captures the spirit of this group of kids in the way I'd like to remember them. ;-) Also, I suspect my son may be a little transgressive. Just a bit.
Another thing that happened last night was that I realised how easy it is for me to get people to talk to me about their drug use. Seriously. I met a stranger for coffee for a completely unrelated reason and within 5 minutes without any prompting from me, they were telling me about their experiences with cactus juice. I didn't lead it at all, I just mentioned I'd been to The Forest and they were all "Have you been to X festival?" to which I said "No, what's it like?" Them: "Drugs everywhere!" Me: "ORLY?" and so on.
It's like magic, only with more entertaining stories.
So given this, and the academic stuff at the top, my mind is turning to the future again. I find it frustrating that I have to go through this business of finishing my degree and doing the arbitrary Honours year before I can get into the really interesting stuff. Even a PhD is sort of a formality.
WTF did I just say?
Well yeah. When I started this it was about getting a formal education and a qualification so that people would listen to me. And I guess that still counts, but the letters after the name really are just the trappings* that people look at as an easy way to tell if you're the real deal. Now, it's less about the letters and more about the thing that I want to research and the value I could add to the world by doing it. I know I'm the real deal and I'd like to get on with it but I'm not sorted for trappings yet. And the idea of another two years' hard work before I can make a start just leaves me cold. Yes, two years, because working full time slows everything down. By the way, Stephen Joyce can kiss my arse with his crapping on part time students. But yeah, I'd like to take time off from formal education after my degree but if I do it'll just be longer till I get to the meaty stuff. *sigh*
The meaty stuff being the bit where I'm doing my own research which will involve honing my ability to get people to talk to me about their drug use, then using the information I glean to create something new and useful to the world. And hopefully get paid while doing it because Stephen Joyce can kiss my arse with his crapping on part time students. I'm kind of wondering what sort of jobs are available to freshly-graduated but relatively bright mature students who've made a bit of a name for themselves while studying.
* I would like to acknowledge the amount I've learned through acquiring the trappings, and the amount I probably don't know through not having acquired all of them yet. I'd just like to be out there doing it, you know?
Meanwhile, a couple of days ago a box arrived that contains Tulle Of Many Colours. It isn't all the colours, but it's enough to be going on with. I have the lycra, I have the elastic, all I need now is the overlocker and I'll be able to Be Creative. Where values of Creative include all my friends gouging their own eyes out and going "What the hell were you thinking?"