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catscradle Feb. 4th, 2005 02:28 pm)
So I talked to Carl on the phone today. This is after he dodged four e-mails and 2 voice mails over the past few weeks. Nailed him on the phone this morning. Be it a lesson to you, they never expect students to call at 8am. I was so totally freaking out because it's been over a month since I've heard from him - I've been stalking the poor secretary, as she's all I've been able to find. He groveled, which was cool because at this point I thought he might tell me to fuck off and take my damn thesis with me. But he was contrite and will meet with me next week to get all the paper work in order and give me feed back on the work I've sent him thus far - about 65% of the thesis. I'm demanding we set the dates for the thesis presentation that I can turn into Graduate Records after I leave his office. Here's our conversation:
Carl: Well your graduating Spring right?
o.O <------------- look on my face.
Me: Well NOW I am, Carl!
I guess this just give me more time to perfect my stupid thesis *head*bang*desk*
Carl: Well your graduating Spring right?
o.O <------------- look on my face.
Me: Well NOW I am, Carl!
I guess this just give me more time to perfect my stupid thesis *head*bang*desk*
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drinkingrosary beads and I'd really be set...From:
Psst hey
1. You are also a stressed out grad student with an interest in religion.
2. You lj name is catscradle, which is the name of a MUD I used to hang out on.
3. Neil Gaiman is one of your interests.
4. (main one) you have an icon of Lucifer being tossed out of heaven.
You cool with that?
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