Oregon Trail
Last night, the Pacific Ocean got a little (or maybe a lot) closer.
I was out with my friend Dave (a buddy since the third grade) and thought I'd ask him, just for kicks, if he would want to move out to Oregon. He's been living at home since December (he was working at a Whole Foods in Boston after he graduated, but quit because he couldn't stand the condescending customers). I thought for sure he'd say he would but couldn't afford to move out, or that he plain wasn't interested.
Instead he said, "You know, just this weekend, Leslie told me that she wished I'd move out there."
Leslie is Dave's ex-girlfriend, but they've maintained a close friendship. She's been working in Boston since she graduated from college two years ago. In September, she's starting a Ph.D. program in psychology at the University of Oregon in Eugene.
"Leslie wants you to move to Eugene with her?" I asked.
He said, "Yeah, well she said she thinks I'd really like it out there. I'd consider it, but I wouldn't want to move out as a couple. So, actually, this sounds like something that might work out pretty well."
Hmm. I never imagine that all of these competing interests (Dave's, Leslie's, mine) would fit together so efficiently.
After I dropped Dave off, I went home and did a little Craigsresearch. A nice two-bedroom in Eugene can go for around 800, which is what I was planning to spend for a one-bedroom in New Haven. On the job front (a topic that always makes me nervous), Eugene is home (obviously) to the University of Oregon and all of the job opportunities that a large research university has to offer. It's also an hour away from the city of Corvallis, which is where Oregon State University and its attending job opportunities are located. And, if worse comes to worst, there are plenty of restaurants, bookstores, coffee shops and even a Kaplan center where I should be able to find some source of income (oddly enough, I meet the qualifications to teach a Kaplan LSAT course).
I was feeling pretty good about this plan until I went to bed. I tossed for a while, dreamed a few fitful dreams, and woke up in a panic around five. All I could think of was that yawning gulf of America between the Atlantic and the Pacific. Everything I know is in a little corner on one side. Between here and there are the daunting obstacles of a two hundred dollar plane ticket or a four(!)-day drive.
Needless to say, I've got some (more, ad nauseum) soul searching to do over the next couple of days. Plus, Dave and I have to pow wow.
Ah, one more thing: apparently William and Mary is well-known for being whoreish with their fee waivers. They flash those things all over town.
I was out with my friend Dave (a buddy since the third grade) and thought I'd ask him, just for kicks, if he would want to move out to Oregon. He's been living at home since December (he was working at a Whole Foods in Boston after he graduated, but quit because he couldn't stand the condescending customers). I thought for sure he'd say he would but couldn't afford to move out, or that he plain wasn't interested.
Instead he said, "You know, just this weekend, Leslie told me that she wished I'd move out there."
Leslie is Dave's ex-girlfriend, but they've maintained a close friendship. She's been working in Boston since she graduated from college two years ago. In September, she's starting a Ph.D. program in psychology at the University of Oregon in Eugene.
"Leslie wants you to move to Eugene with her?" I asked.
He said, "Yeah, well she said she thinks I'd really like it out there. I'd consider it, but I wouldn't want to move out as a couple. So, actually, this sounds like something that might work out pretty well."
Hmm. I never imagine that all of these competing interests (Dave's, Leslie's, mine) would fit together so efficiently.
After I dropped Dave off, I went home and did a little Craigsresearch. A nice two-bedroom in Eugene can go for around 800, which is what I was planning to spend for a one-bedroom in New Haven. On the job front (a topic that always makes me nervous), Eugene is home (obviously) to the University of Oregon and all of the job opportunities that a large research university has to offer. It's also an hour away from the city of Corvallis, which is where Oregon State University and its attending job opportunities are located. And, if worse comes to worst, there are plenty of restaurants, bookstores, coffee shops and even a Kaplan center where I should be able to find some source of income (oddly enough, I meet the qualifications to teach a Kaplan LSAT course).
I was feeling pretty good about this plan until I went to bed. I tossed for a while, dreamed a few fitful dreams, and woke up in a panic around five. All I could think of was that yawning gulf of America between the Atlantic and the Pacific. Everything I know is in a little corner on one side. Between here and there are the daunting obstacles of a two hundred dollar plane ticket or a four(!)-day drive.
Needless to say, I've got some (more, ad nauseum) soul searching to do over the next couple of days. Plus, Dave and I have to pow wow.
Ah, one more thing: apparently William and Mary is well-known for being whoreish with their fee waivers. They flash those things all over town.
posted by temporarily unemployed at 09:50
3 Comments:
May I also recommend Seattle, WA?
I think you should go for it. If all else fails, you can always come home in a year - and you'll have great stories. :-)
<3, L
hey mike- do you know who's going to william and mary law next year? ill give you a hint- his initials start with AK and end with S. also, lunch today was super. Ill talk to you soon im sure
<3 Jenny
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