So, my ideal plans for after-graduation (research on interstellar unicorns) fell through, and I cried, and it was depressing, but it sort of opened my eyes to the fact that there are many ways to get where I want to go, some not even tangentially related to unicorns. Also to the sheer volume of derpy unicorn pictures on the internet. I mean, seriously, look at that guy. But let me back track a little.
While panicking that I had no future and would become a thirty-year-old couch bum reading manga all day in my parents’ basement, I scheduled an appointment with Oxy’s Career Development Center (or Center for Disease Control, when I can’t remember what it actually stands for). In the time between learning I would not, in fact, be circumnavigating Saturn uni-back and my appointment I...Read More