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[written yesterday, then not posted on account of me becoming too drunk]
-I'm still enjoying Embassytown's weirdness and querying its definition of truth, and the language is doing warm, familiar things from my brain; there's things it touches that I forgot I stashed there years back. Mieville is absolutely one of my all-time major targets for stylistic theft, so when he writes about things I care about it feels like the words and I are conversing in a totally one-sided fashion (in, as the story literalises, two voices, but who's counting?)
-had first exam (which is really part 3 of exam); it was harder than I expected, full of things I hadn't really studied, and I passed. The one kind thing about it is the time; it's three and a half hours and lets you flag things you're not sure of, so I answered all the questions in about 90 minutes and then went over things in multiple different ways and then made a handwritten table of confidence intervals on the scratch paper they gave me and computed my own estimates of whether I'd fucking passed or not and went over the lower probability range again looking for clues to certain answers in other questions, etc etc etc, and hit the 'end' button with 19 minutes spare and with my last estimate telling me I might fail by .25 of a question, but by then terror had overtaken focus and there was no point waiting any longer. And I passed.
-still wondering about how hard I fluffed up my Sunday interview. It really didn't help that I was talking to a third-party recruiter who did not know certain things about the job, or the industry, so I was having to stammer out nervous & long-winded explanations of things that shouldn't have required elaboration, eg. what the fuck an EA is. :/ I haven't heard anything back yet, but I have a feeling it's a slow-process place so that may not yet be fatal news.
-meanwhile, tomorrow I am doing something with the other place I interviewed with; I don't know if it's a second interview or a training session or whateverthefuck. I'm not depressed about it so much any more, just hoping I can talk them into a temp arrangement that ends in July so I can get my EA card and then fuck off without anyone hating me. (Assuming having an EA card makes anyone love me, at all, ever.)
-I have another interview scheduled monday, but; I got a bit perplexed on the phone when the lady at the staffing agency (one I interviewed for in January but haven't worked for before) thought it was like what I've been doing, when it is actually totally not, but I assumed she just had no idea what my job entails because being clueless about actual work is what staffing agencies do...only then she sent the appointment email and it made familiar mention of people I have never heard of. So I now have the super-conspiracy strand of impostor syndrome where I'm genuinely pretty sure she called the wrong person for an interview! I'll have to send her the most awkward email ever tonight and see if she cancels the interview. I'd love to try the job (much more than I would love to try the job I have seemingly been offered already) although I'd probably be awful at it on account of being an impostor.
-next exam is next Thursday. I know the material way better but still need to study into its depths. Basis step-up, oh my fuck. And gift splitting. At least I've memorised the definition of legal blindness, which might be the weirdest thing on this entire exam.
-I'm still enjoying Embassytown's weirdness and querying its definition of truth, and the language is doing warm, familiar things from my brain; there's things it touches that I forgot I stashed there years back. Mieville is absolutely one of my all-time major targets for stylistic theft, so when he writes about things I care about it feels like the words and I are conversing in a totally one-sided fashion (in, as the story literalises, two voices, but who's counting?)
-had first exam (which is really part 3 of exam); it was harder than I expected, full of things I hadn't really studied, and I passed. The one kind thing about it is the time; it's three and a half hours and lets you flag things you're not sure of, so I answered all the questions in about 90 minutes and then went over things in multiple different ways and then made a handwritten table of confidence intervals on the scratch paper they gave me and computed my own estimates of whether I'd fucking passed or not and went over the lower probability range again looking for clues to certain answers in other questions, etc etc etc, and hit the 'end' button with 19 minutes spare and with my last estimate telling me I might fail by .25 of a question, but by then terror had overtaken focus and there was no point waiting any longer. And I passed.
-still wondering about how hard I fluffed up my Sunday interview. It really didn't help that I was talking to a third-party recruiter who did not know certain things about the job, or the industry, so I was having to stammer out nervous & long-winded explanations of things that shouldn't have required elaboration, eg. what the fuck an EA is. :/ I haven't heard anything back yet, but I have a feeling it's a slow-process place so that may not yet be fatal news.
-meanwhile, tomorrow I am doing something with the other place I interviewed with; I don't know if it's a second interview or a training session or whateverthefuck. I'm not depressed about it so much any more, just hoping I can talk them into a temp arrangement that ends in July so I can get my EA card and then fuck off without anyone hating me. (Assuming having an EA card makes anyone love me, at all, ever.)
-I have another interview scheduled monday, but; I got a bit perplexed on the phone when the lady at the staffing agency (one I interviewed for in January but haven't worked for before) thought it was like what I've been doing, when it is actually totally not, but I assumed she just had no idea what my job entails because being clueless about actual work is what staffing agencies do...only then she sent the appointment email and it made familiar mention of people I have never heard of. So I now have the super-conspiracy strand of impostor syndrome where I'm genuinely pretty sure she called the wrong person for an interview! I'll have to send her the most awkward email ever tonight and see if she cancels the interview. I'd love to try the job (much more than I would love to try the job I have seemingly been offered already) although I'd probably be awful at it on account of being an impostor.
-next exam is next Thursday. I know the material way better but still need to study into its depths. Basis step-up, oh my fuck. And gift splitting. At least I've memorised the definition of legal blindness, which might be the weirdest thing on this entire exam.
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I had a feeling you were overconfident on the exam front, but I liked the confidence intervals. I gave the tribunal confidence intervals on the analysis of the hours I'd worked (I qualified at 4 sigma, FFS) but they ignored them.
I know somebody who is legally blind in the UK (with macula degeneration) but they can walk around, and, with a magnifying glass, read.
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Lawyers suck at math.
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(Anonymous) 2013-06-03 05:06 pm (UTC)(link)2. Can I borrow Embassytown at some point, assuming it's comprehensible without having read his other novels? It is sounding right up my alley atm, and most of my reading options are leaving me cold.
-c
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