I am really, really tired of homework. If you haven’t been keeping up, this is, for me, the Semester that Will Not Die. Because my fieldwork started in April instead of January, and because it’s somehow blended together with my summer school class, it feels like I have been doing nonstop school since January. (Unless you count Spring Break and Chad’s wedding as holidays, which I don’t.)
I want to be done, dangit. I want a job. Yet how on earth am I going to get a job in Vacaville when I have to be back in Santa Cruz in mid-August? People don’t just hire you for two months unless you’re taking low-paying temp work or you lie about how long you’ll stay at that job—two options I don’t want.
Well, I’ll consider this tomorrow. Likely I’ll go see Batman Begins in between Frappuccinos.