troglodyte

Writing philosophy papers at the last minute is really not the most effective way of getting a good grade. So let thet be a lesson to you.

The one course I was wait-listed for for the next semester got bumped up and now I'm in--the Politics of Development. I registered for American Politcs as a backup so I'll have to drop that, although I've gotten more interested in taking that since registration, so I don't really want to drop it. But that makes five courses which is too much. Ah, choices.

And now comes the questioning of the career, academic and professional. This happens every so often, asking myself what I'm doing and why. Where is all this going to get me? Going through the co-op prep sessions has almost turned me off public service. I find the culture of that kind of work, well, a little disturbing. You can take the boy out of the working class but you can't take the working class out of the boy, I guess. Do I really want to do law school? Could I possibly be driven enough to do grad philosophy? And then teach? The idea of me *talking* for a living is amusing, but I can see myself maybe teaching at one of the little colleges in the Kooteneys, skiing all winter and hiking all summer and still be a professional Lover of Wisdom. I could be happy doing that.

Or I could be going to school, digging myself into this giant debt-pit just to go back to being a baker. Ick.