I don't know whom I've told and whom I haven't, but I've come to a decision regarding my life. As many of you know, I've been stressing out over where I'm going to go after graduation and what I'm going to do. Well, the votes have been tallied, and here it is:

I was offered to apply for a job that pays somewhere around $50K. I'm going to apply, and take the job if I get it. It'll involve being on the road five nights a week, and it's a total burnout job, but I'm ready for that right about now. If after a year I don't like it, then I'll at least have enough money in the bank for a couple more years of school, during which I'll be able to finish my math degree. If I do like it, I'll keep it for as long as it captivates my imagination. And, if I don't get the job in the first place, then sometime during the Fall I'll be getting a full-time job with technology support services at Sam Houston State University, where I'll be finishing my math degree and getting a teaching certificate.

All of this, though, is of course contingent upon finishing that damn thesis. Wish me luck, 'cause that's what I'm doing now. No sleep until I solve at least one of the three problems I've having with the program. Hopefully I'll get to sleep tonight. (c;

"The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with weary feet,
Until it joins some larger way,
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say."
-- J.R.R. Tolkien

And I'll leave you with a favorite I learned from Jared:
I'm out like a fat kid in dodgeball.