I'm sitting here in my fancypants hotel room in Sprockets, Allemande and I found myself looking up an old academic nemesis (once a friend) hoping that she had found herself an utter failure or at the very least fallen into abysmal academic mediocrity. And somehow through a vast array of links, I ended up at one of my old blogs (yes there are others). Sadly, it's been so long that I can no longer get into any of them, but I somehow managed to find my way back here, to where I started. How strange. And so 5 years later, I'm alive and doing quite well for myself. And thankfully not a postdoc.
Oh, and that nemesis, yeah she's fallen into academic mediocrity.
Welcome back, bitch.
I've traveled far and wide to get here. For sentimental reasons I've held onto my old blogposts. If you're curious about my past this blog used to be called Canadian GirlPostdoc in America. It documented my experience as a Canadian postdoc living and working in the United States. Now I work in the biotech industry and practice buddhism. Still married to HippieHusband and we've since had an addition - our dog.
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