Last Friday's interview went well enough...and the work would be a constant change, which I like, since that would mean I would not get bored.

Here's to hoping that I get a lovely call during this week.
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I received an e-mail from one of my professors (well not anymore but I took three courses with her) and it reminded me of how much I admire her. I think I sat there for at least 30 minutes trying to write a proper reply to her simple questions, her prose is so precise and I feel the need to strive for the same kind of proficiency she has...a B+ in her class felt like a C- because she always expected more than I was giving (and she always knew exactly where I cut corners...) She is leaving in two weeks for post-grad studies at Cambridge...I am delighted for her and cannot help feeling that McGill, in loosing her, becomes lessened. In fact I would have stayed for master's studies without hesitation for the possibility of having her as my thesis supervisor. However there are other passions of mine vying for academic attentions...and then there is my ultra secret novel idea that I have only told my mom...
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Enough nostalgia and nonsense!

I response to T!'s post about theater being a stupid hobby... Does anyone have pointers for me about producing a play? eh...