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I have apparently just applied for grad school. The College of Library and Information S-something-that-starts-with-S at University of Maryland, College Park, specifically (so yes, everybody I told at ConneX that I was planning to be migrating to the East Coast in ~16 months, yes, I'm right on schedule). It was weirdly easy, once I got UM (er, that is, the University of Michigan...) to give me access to my damn grades online, which mostly required me to a) show up during the website's "hours of operation" and b) click on the link a couple of different times. The grad school application is online, and the paper application to the actual master's program is all of two pages. I don't have to write an essay, because I did that the last time I applied, two years ago, and thinking back, I really don't think I can top that 250 word pinnacle of late-night charming bluntness to the effect of "I want to work in a library. Your school trains librarians. I think we all know where this is going." which, oddly enough, led them to accept me the last time I tried this.
So, yeah. I'm all applied. I'm going to ask my boss's boss for a letter of recommendation on Monday, but if she can't write me one for some reason (possibly having to do with not actually knowing what I do all day, which would be fair) it's not a big deal, because they have my last set of letters, too. Hopefully the field hasn't gotten too much more competitive in two years, and hopefully they'll understand that when I said I could finance my education in the absence of a graduate assistantship I meant "I understand how to take out massive crippling student loans and will not let the absence of an assistantship prevent me from enrolling" and not "Yeah, I have stacks of cash, it's no big deal either way."
So, knock wood, cross fingers, all that jazz. The papers are in the mail, and now we wait, and write a yuletide story.
So, yeah. I'm all applied. I'm going to ask my boss's boss for a letter of recommendation on Monday, but if she can't write me one for some reason (possibly having to do with not actually knowing what I do all day, which would be fair) it's not a big deal, because they have my last set of letters, too. Hopefully the field hasn't gotten too much more competitive in two years, and hopefully they'll understand that when I said I could finance my education in the absence of a graduate assistantship I meant "I understand how to take out massive crippling student loans and will not let the absence of an assistantship prevent me from enrolling" and not "Yeah, I have stacks of cash, it's no big deal either way."
So, knock wood, cross fingers, all that jazz. The papers are in the mail, and now we wait, and write a yuletide story.