train delays, one wrong train, and a little bit of my lack of sense of direction combined to make me late to class.

there i was, lost, late, and stressed about the unfinished paper. class was shortened because of the field trip but i didn't see anyone handing in a paper. on our way to the theater i heard someone ask, "what about the papers? what should we do with those?"

oh no, i thought. here it comes. and then...

prof: just mail them to me by the 26th.

the 26th????? i am in procrastination heaven. i am in great shape to get this done on time now.

then we headed to the movie and out to dinner to discuss it. it was the first time that i felt like a part of the grad school. plus...the really good news...my teacher (who teaches in the time period i am considering) offered to do some advising and suggested that i may want to seriously consider working within that period and joining a reading group of faculty and grad students.

there was lots of ego stroking all around and pizza. what more could you want?