I finally got around to doing all the things I was supposed to do a few weeks ago today. Of course, those things really only amounted to sending a few e-mails. What can I say? I’ve been busy. Actually taking the time to spell-check an e-mail would have seriously cut into my Facebook stalking time. That would have been unacceptable.
So now I know that I for sure have a thesis advisor, and that he’s totally down with my writing about the Jews (although not, perhaps, specifically eastern European ones- “There aren’t that many left.” Um. Yeah. I know. I’m a history major.) I don’t, however know if I have a second major. Or, rather, a second major that will make the unbelievably huge number that shows up next to “You owe:” on PAWS now go down $900. Because the more I think about it, the more gnosticism is So. Not. Worth it.
(I mean the class, not the concept. Although I happen to not believe the concept is worth it, either.)
I’m feeling rather good about everything I accomplished. Except for the part where I opened the GRE prep book and immediately got dizzy. That part? Not so much.