nf: thrilled, in a way. a paper of mine got an article in a national business weekly and i even got interviewed. yeah,
seriously. short interview, but my name is in print on thousands of copies and all. the magazine per se isn't great - immaterial, it's popular press, not scientific debate. speaking of which, i also got the acceptance letter for a paper sent to a peer-reviewed international journal. watch out for me in the next issue
here (i'm not mentioned yet, but i guess that i'll be in the "articles in advance" section in about a fortnight).
on the other hand, fame and fortune notwithstanding, i didn't get a date for tonight and i'm going out with a girlfriend.
edit: contrary to my intentions, i didn't get drunk. i just walked around for about three hours discussing politics, gender issues and personal matters, on
one single beer. the anti-smoking law is twice good for my health: since i can't smoke while drinking, i drink less besides smoking less. as usual, i failed to get many of my points across, but i don't really care. that's the mantra for the next few days: i don't care, i don't care, i don't care. don't get me wrong, i'm not being arrogant, it's not that type of "i don't care". i'm just tired.