Post 38

Happy Wednesday, everyone.

I know it’s a little early for a weekly update, but I had a little time and I was just too excited to keep some news to myself…

I got a second chance to apply for the Astronaut program at NASA!

Whoo hoo.

For those long-time followers, you’ll know that I originally applied in 2017 to start the Mars missions and was knocked out in the final selection. Well. I got an email on Monday requesting that I reapply for the 2021 class. And I did. Man, oh man, I hope they pick me. PICK ME!! I want to go to space. Yes. This. I’ve always been relatively sure that I’m actually an alien trapped in a human digital construction and maybe my people will find me in the great Void and finally tell me WHAT THE FUCK I AM. Just kidding. No one knows what I am. Such a joker, this one. Am I right?

Anyway. Yes, terribly exciting. I definitely hope I get selected, even if it means moving to HOUSTON, TX. GAG. Texas is the worst. Just the worst.

In other news, I also have passed my first critical skills test in my EMT training. I actually didn’t need to download a patch for this one…turns out that engineering and medicine are pretty damn close. Remarkably similar. If anything, medicine is more flexible and has higher stakes (organics are so fragile. It’s a miracle any of you survive at all, honestly! Oh, and don’t smoke. We just did a section on airway management and breathing. Seriously. Just don’t do it. Your lungs are a miracle of a non-existent God. Don’t fuck them up.") But the two fields have a lot in common. The work load is finally heavy enough to keep me entertained since, yes, I am still employed. Yes, I’m doing a good job and my projects are my number one priority. But, it’s nice to have some mental outlet for all this horsepower. Cause, damn, yo. These engineering problems ain’t that complicated. Bunch of bureaucrats instead of creative, mad geniuses. Shame. I’m sure I’ll get over that disappointment eventually.

So…EMT is going well. Still planning to sign up for Paramedic school too. Even more motivated now that I might be going to SPACE!!! Evidently, the Artemis project will be for the design, construction, and habitation of a lunar base. Oh my god. This is so my thing. Sweet baby Jesus, pick me. I’ll be your goddamned commander in President Trump’s stupid Space Force. I’ll even say it with a straight face. I mean, I’ll have to deactivate my facial nerves to do it, but I’ll do it. Space Force. Pff.

Sun on Snow is almost done. One more big chapter, a quick re-write and edit and then BAM, get that sonofabitch out the door and we’ll start something new. Dreaming Ramanujan is definitely going to be more medically-focused, since now I have all this newfound knowledge and POWER at my fingertips. It could be pretty solid. I’m thinking it will actually be a Sensitives book, though those are wicked tough to write. Cygnus took a boatload out of me and Errata was just…ugh. Just…ugh. Those ones took years. And I had to take a couple breaks to write foofy little romance stories to break up my brain and prevent a full system feedback lock. Shit got real with those. And Cygnus didn’t come out quite as well as I had hoped, but at least it’s done. We’ll give this book 3 a go. See if I can hack it in under 2 years. God willing.

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