Caulimovirus | March 24, 2009
Or “There’s a spider in my room” .: In my old apartment, my bathroom was connected to my bedroom. I was, for the most part, the only person to use it, and it served my needs quite adequately. During the last few months, though, other inhabitants moved in. .: I think it was residual mouthwash […]
Caulimovirus | March 22, 2009
Or “So a guy, his friend, and six Scotsmen walk into a bar…” .: My mom works in Austin but lives in New Braunfels. Her commute is about 45 minutes, and sometimes she just doesn’t want to drive the whole stretch after a long shift. She also happens to have a lot of excess furniture […]
Caulimovirus | March 19, 2009
Or “I hope tomorrow that I wake up in my own bed” .: Since she led me there, I gathered that this subway station connected somehow to Penn Station. I didn’t know which line to take, though, and I had already swiped my card through the turnstiles. I spent several minutes looking for a map […]
Caulimovirus | March 18, 2009
Or “‘Cos Everyone’s Your Friend In New York City” .: While I could have returned to Waco after the interview on Friday, I would have been a fool to pass up an opportunity to see the metropolis next door. More alluring than a tour of the city however was the tour guide, a friend who […]
Caulimovirus | March 17, 2009
Or “Baylor Faces Some Competition” .: I find it amusing that some hotels offer both wake up calls and programmable alarm clocks. The phones in the Marriott went a step further and offered an automated wake up service right there on the phone. Neither seemed any easier to use than the other, so really it […]
Caulimovirus | March 16, 2009
Or New Brunswick > New Braunfels Note: I wrote this and the remaining installments during the flight back. They will appear automatically over the next few days. .: When it became clear that the campus by the station was not the campus where I would interview, I slipped on my gloves, zipped up my jacket, […]
Caulimovirus | March 12, 2009
Or “What A Good Place To Be” .: Last December I applied to three graduate schools: Baylor, Purdue, and Rutgers. There were more, but I never completed their applications. Since then, Baylor accepted me, Purdue rejected me, and Rutgers invited me for an interview. Now, Baylor’s offer is nigh unbeatable: nice stipend, wonderful work environment, […]
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