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	<title>The Laursonian Institute &#187; nebulous</title>
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		<title>Today I found PhDComics.</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Life so full of nebulous, ungraspable existance.  I want to condense it, and I can&#8217;t.  Life is good.  Slow moving, yet expedient&#8230; fulfilling and untenable.  Life is strange when you&#8217;re on the way to achieving your highest goal, which will nearly happen by default.  There are a lot of papers to write between here and [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Life so full of nebulous, ungraspable existance.  I want to condense it, and I can&#8217;t.  Life is good.  Slow moving, yet expedient&#8230; fulfilling and untenable.  Life is strange when you&#8217;re on the way to achieving your highest goal, which will nearly happen by default.  There are a lot of papers to write between here and there, but writing papers is what I do.  I write papers, I teach, and at my best, I sit in all the chairs I&#8217;m supposed to occupy at the right times and in the right places.  And after I do this enough times, someone gives me a Doctorate.  A Doctorate in Being Places One Ought.  My letters of rec will say, &#8220;writes papers on any topic&#8221;.  &#8220;Follows directions well&#8221;.  &#8220;Seems to know what she&#8217;s doing&#8221;.  I&#8217;ve got direction, even if I don&#8217;t know what it is.  Convincing enough direction that people give me research grants before I have a project to spend them on.  I simultaneously worry about the day-to-day details way more than I should, but feel very relaxed and at home with the Big Picture.  I guess that&#8217;s probably good.</p>
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