A hearty dinner with friends made everything better.
It’s that time of the semester when we contact students for late outputs, receive pleas for second (errr… third, fourth, nth) chances, together with being audience to varying level of dramatic performances for
excuses reasons presented by students.
Somewhere between the waiting, we deal with the thesis drafts of our research advisees. Yep, plural. It has always been plural. Good thing, I only have three graduating advisees this semester. I had about seven of them last year. Relatively, I’m in a better place.
Still, there’s news and feature drafts to check, articles to upload, lists to update, and so on. Everyone welcomed the idea of a dinner – out of town.
Looking forward to the end of this semester.