my mother used to teach in a vocational special ed program for moderately disabled high-schoolers. as i remember, they did things like weld and build and clean and learn to be independent adults. at the moment, i reeeeally wish somebody had a vocational program for moderately confused graduate students. but, since that doesn't appear to be on the horizon, i will just have to spend all my waking hours thinking about Life.
in the meantime, you should read this short message, which is so apt that it just about made me cry. and in this case, i know from apt: i have to watch cnn for upwards of thirty minutes a day at the gym.