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Ah, well…not like I had anything to play hooky from…..working on a cover letter for a PCC job that *actually mentions my majors* as qualifications. Rawk.
It may be time to come back here….especially since my old PSU addy will be expiring soon, to be replaced by jim@ here.
We shall seeeeeeee. Back to this cover letter.
Wow…it’s been a while, hasn’t it?Â yeesh.
Still at PSU (future to be determined about 3/31, they say), trying to put my ducks in a row, and figure out what’s next, should things change.
No relationships on the horizon…then again, it was a decade between Jamie and Laurie (weirdly, I hope to spend time with Lori…keeps things easy to remember, I guess)…she’s had two spinal fusions, and can’t drive, but is still the oddly cynical girl I remember (other than Laurie, Lori was the only one I had a second date with))
Next up…re-doing the kitchen…no more Avacado!!!
Next term…classes until 6 or 8, depending on the day…yay?
I’m working without a contract.Â The union (I’m a member) finds out tomorrow, and I teach on Tuesday…my students need it, because it’s required to graduate, and I’ve got at least students have all the requirements finished except Diffusion In Solids.
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.â€” John McCrae
Weirdly, they didn’t give me my normal teaching slot (the ‘early’ one, 10-N), putting me in with the 2-4 krew.Â No worries, there.Â Also, Tuesday-Thursday, so we get Tgiving off, which is nice.
So, I signed my halftime offer letter, which is being altered as we speak because it violates the union contract.Â Plus much chicken being played.Â I keep wondering if they expect me to work 60-70 hours a week at halftime.Â Hrm.
Back to reading MSDSs.Â Methanol’s is terrifying.
So, I’m talking to the Department Head tomorrow…this whole contract thing has run on two parallel paths (since no one is talking to the MSE Head)…I asked a number of questions vis a vis using my research salary to make my baseline salary high enough to have benefits (traditionally, research funding is in the hands of the faculty, not the administration), but the fundamental question I asked:
” Am I being forced from the MME department and MSE group, and if so, why? It is difficult to see continuous salary/FTE drops and *not* ask that question.”
I’ll know more tomorrow by 10.Â I don’t expect anything resembling a solid answer.
Well, it looks like this week will be the one where people figure out what my contract for next year will look like; it appears I have a fallback minimum contract, but I’m not going to sign that until the politics work their way out.
Mongo just pawn in game of life…