So it looks like Blogust has come to an end. This was much more successful of an attempt for me. I said that I would try to post a portion of my project for Communication on today's blog, so here's what I have written so far for my assignment.
I can remember the good old days before life got complicated, not to say I didn't live a good life. Back in the early 2000s I started college at Antelope Valley College in Lancaster. I couldn't think of what to do with my life so I just lazily took some classes until I fell deeply in love with Physics. I transfered to Cal State Northridge to get my Bachelor's degree and then I went on to UC San Diego for my doctorates in Theoretical Astrophysics.
I spent a good year on my dissertation alone. I'm sure if you looked hard enough you could find a published form of my paper, "Music and Blackholes" somewhere or another. In 2018, at the age of 29 I finally earned the title of doctor, graduating with top honors.
After graduating I applied at many universities across California in hopes to find a job with adequite funding for research. I was fortunate enough to get a job at my alma mater UCSD in the theoretic physics department. Though it was a little strange going from student to coworker with some of my professors adapting to the environment came fairly quickly.
Ten years, I spent ten years working at my dream job before I had to set that aside for my other dream, one I thought impossible, to hunt zombies. It turns out that a particular theory for improving travel in space, something we worked on with the biology department, had gone tragically awry. We tried to put astronauts into a heightened level of self-sustanance when they were taken over by their primal desires.
The zombie outbreak was uncontainable, or so it seemed. The infection spread through 90% of the science department within the first hour despite all of our precautions. Within a week San Diego was lost to the infected, only a hand-full of us survived long enough to plan an escape. As time went on the government set up quarantines and scheduled bombings/military cleansings of the areas. The tragedy was almost unbearable, the only thing that kept me going was the only other surviving member of my team, Doctor Margo Sezville. I lost my arm during our retreat from San Diego to save her, from that day we were completely in love.
Basically from here the zombies are completely eradicated, save for a few that pop up occasionally, but thanks to precautions are dealt with safely.
It's been great and I hope you guys enjoyed my blog posts this last month. Until next time.
Notoriously,
Mandog
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