My favorite museum

I had to bite the bullet and sign up at a temp agency recently; I start my new part-time job tomorrow. But I figured if I was going to do office work for low pay I may as well do it somewhere interesting and close to home. Hence I signed up with an agency representing a certain large and fancy university.

Anyhoo, one of the offices I will be doing business with is located here.

In other McPolack news, I'm back on the Frontline. Tonight it was about assisted suicide. Uplifting as usual. The wife of the man who traveled to Zurich to kill himself was very matter-of-fact about things, and self-contained, and strong. She reminded me a lot of McMumsy.

I've also been transcribing a lecture on Buddhism; the first half-hour delves into the idea of suffering as the act of running away from the uncertainty of life, from the anxiety this causes, which means the cessation of suffering comes from embracing these things. The fellow in the Frontline episode told this parable. He wasn't sure what was going to happen to him when he died and seemed relatively certain what happens here on earth is it. Still he was open to possibilities and excited for the journey he was embarking upon by dying.