While we all in the here-and-now may consider February 14th Valentine's Day, in my mind, it is Lupercalia! Time to sacrifice some goats and run around Rome half-naked hitting people with a hide thong!
My February 14ths have always been considerably lackluster. I woke up this morning, resigning myself to a day that is just like most other days in Portland—slightly chilly, vaguely rainy, no sun in sight—only with the added benefit of large quantities of chocolate. But the prospect of a mostly depressing morning quickly disappeared when I opened up my email inbox to find a message from one of my professors (and qual adviser), asking me to work on a ridiculously interesting joint research project with him over the summer, that I would receive compensation for and my name listed as a co-author on the final publication.
I am so excited I could burst. I'll post a bit more on this later, but right now I want to jump around giddily (and then should probably translate some Aristotle...).
My February 14ths have always been considerably lackluster. I woke up this morning, resigning myself to a day that is just like most other days in Portland—slightly chilly, vaguely rainy, no sun in sight—only with the added benefit of large quantities of chocolate. But the prospect of a mostly depressing morning quickly disappeared when I opened up my email inbox to find a message from one of my professors (and qual adviser), asking me to work on a ridiculously interesting joint research project with him over the summer, that I would receive compensation for and my name listed as a co-author on the final publication.
I am so excited I could burst. I'll post a bit more on this later, but right now I want to jump around giddily (and then should probably translate some Aristotle...).
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