With this connection, I am likely to have slightly more contact with the outside world than previously expected.
I wish I could personally e-mail everyone that has responded to my initial spamming, but at the current moment I lack the time. We'll see what will happen with my next excursion.
To make up for that, in the limited minutes I have left, here is a list of replies to the initial surge of questions I've received?
1) Do you have a job?
A: No. I figure after completing my last Missourian shift, and concluding my final undergraduate academic responsibilities, I have made the official transfer over from full-time student to currently unemployed worker. In the turn-over, I finally can allow myself to think of myself as an alumni, so it isn't all bad?
2) Where are you living at?
A: I am currently taking up couch space in a tiny apartment my parents have rented in Jefferson City. My father received a promotion in his work at the Missouri Department of Conservation which precipitated a move to the capitol. My mother finally snagged a librarian job in the same area and the family is in the midst of packing up the old Sullivan homestead and looking for a new base of opporations. Other than helping to clear out the few boxes and large appliances left in Sullivan, I won't be heading back there any time soon. The apartment is meant to be temporary housing that could be exited as early as next month, though we've been warned we may be house hunting through winter.
3) How can people get in touch?
A: The street address is:
223 Dix Road, Apartment #38,
Jefferson City, Missouri 65109
The phone number is: 573-635-8872. It was only installed the other day, though - like the housing - it was meant to be temporary. We didn't spring for many features - like internet or touch-tone dialing or a comprehensive long-distance plan - so we're warned to use it only limitedly.
4) What's next?
A: Beats me... though I'm frantically trying to figure that out. Life, post-college, is extremely anti-climatic since I did little to no prospect searching. I am in the process of reapplying to the Journalism's graduate program to start in January 2006. I am also looking at what other working engagements I can pick up in the meantime. I have looked at places ranging from Alaskan radio stations to Peace Corps to teaching kids in Korea physical fitness (and strangely enough, most of these vocations have all paid approximately the same).
I don't know. I'm praying and trying to do the best job search I can within my limited means?
5) Have I finally gone over the deep end with my dreams?
A: I'll have to get back to you about that. No one has showed up at my door with a straight jacket yet - though I'm sure it's a matter of time.
6) Seriously? Do you really think you can keep a site going this time?
A: I hope so. I have a lot of stuff I've been mentally composing that I know I need to put to paper (or at least something more physical like a keyboard). I am already starting to go stir crazy by being packed into a tight space with few outlets. I aim to preserve a piece of my sanity (or what I may mistakenly believe to be sanity) by writing. Hopefully, enough will be generated to entertain those who would stop by here - I'm mainly looking at my most regular readers: my grandmothers. I hope you like it.
7) Was Lee Harvey Oswald acting alone or in conjunction with a vasy conspiracy?
A: There were extra shooters in the book depository and on the grassy knoll. Do the math.
8) Did you really lose 140 pounds on the Atkins diet?
A: No comment.
9) Is it time to bring this silly questionaire to and end?
A: Probably. My own attention span seems to have come up short and I wager people have been getting bored since question 6.
10) You don't want to stretch it out a little bit longer to reach 10 questions?
A: No. Wait a minute... Dang.
Take care all.
Solon said...
Hey Caleb, wanna be a copy editor in Joplin??? Good times and there's at least one MU guy there. I also know of weekly newspaper opportunities down in this corner of the state, you should come down.
Solon said...
That was me, by the way, Chadwick.