I used to study socio-cultural power dynamics, once-upon-an-academic-bubble.
Now, I live them.
One would think that a masters degree in-all-this would facilitate successful navigation through complex social landscapes. But all it really does is equip analysis of what 'really' happened and why. And then, when it's all over, I can reflect on how inevitable what-happened was and how I-should-have-known-better. It occurs to me that while sifting through all this shit for bloody-thesis (remember that phase in my life?) was much-much fun, 'experience' is completely overrated.
I have discovered, my loves, that there IS such a thing as too much analysis. Also, I am the reigning queen of 'over-think'. Somebody make it stop, make it stop! Why didn't I just engage in a rational academic program such as finance or mathematical accounting (or some such). Atleast that way I wouldn't have to kick myself in the ass over-and-over and think: really Xeb, did you EXPECT the situation to be any different?
Oh, and also, Monday mornings doth sucketh. Much-ly.