"Get a PhD"
So whispered my ambition.
I blame my parents.

I'll call this series "Quarter System Haikus: Reflections of an Overeducated Millennial."

I did a thing I've always wanted to do today. knottyfiddler.etsy.com <3

Kafka on the Shore, meet Plato on the Beach.

The phd life is surreal in times like these. The American government is in its final season. An ice storm is about to rip through Eugene. And I'm sitting here, waxing poetic about why college music curriculums really ought to separate aural skills from music theory.