pipistrellafelix | ....guh.

So as I was standing by the elevator in Casey to go sign up for advising with McDowell, I saw Dr. Kangas walking out. We said hi, he asked how I was doing, I gamely spluttered a bit & said, Actually, pretty good. The thesis defense tomorrow got mentioned & I must have made a face or something because he said, You'll be fine, and then as the elevator came & he was walking out, he added, I really liked your paper--& I'm sort of burbling astonished thank yous, & he says, Yeah, I thought it was good, I liked it.

& the elevator doors close & I actually did jump up & down for a few seconds. I may have squealed inaudibly. He likes it? He thinks it's good? A compliment from Dr. K means a lot, becuase, guys, he doesn't say things unless he means them, never ever. This is a zero-bullshit man. He likes it!

Also, Dr McD & I had advising & he thinks I should do English honors (which I told Dr. B-F that I wasn't going to do) because I am a curious person & I'd be able to research anything I want. Oh. Lord. Um. What is with people thinking I am all smart? & more to the point, why don't I think so all the time?

I am all academically glowy. Yeah. & now it's time for Medieval Monday again. Ha! Drinks with my favorite professor! Bad jokes about history! Gabbing about tv versions of historical personages! Mmm. Yeah.