Happly clappy

I heard from my Sup about my Intro! I told him not to read the chapter work I have sent him so far and to take a chill pill (in a professional, academic way of course... !) as I will send the lot over on Weds and thankfully he read that before he did sit down and waste his bank holiday reading the rubbish. Phew!

But he read the intro and said that it was excellent! Excellent! And that he wished all PG work was like mine! I am blowing my trumpet so hard I think I will pop my ears but am sooooooooo pleased. I was so worried and have been winding myself up being all concerned about whether I am just talking pointless rubbish or whether I am being a good student and writing good things. And, happily, I am the latter. DB will be cross with me cause I always get into a negative fug if I haven't been patted on the head for a while for, as far as he sees, no good reason. And he is the one subjected to my soliloquys of woe and fear, which is a burden he bears with utmost grace. And furrowed brow, and tut of tongue. And it is true that it is silly to think that all of a sudden I would be getting it so wrong, as I haven't actually had anything but positive criticism since I started. But rather than thinking this is because I am naturally f.a.b, it is more because I am always frightened of getting it wrong, so need to work hard so they think I am ok, ergo, I suppose I get good results.

I am so pleased though and so will take the rest of the day off to celebrate. Well, I stopped work at about two anyway, but would have worked tonight if I needed too, but gladly I don't! I shall work tomorrow a bit though.

Am so pleased!

I am not pleased though because I am stuffed with pringles, a bacon sarnie and too much flapjack. Although now I can attribute this gluttony to retrospective celebration.

Am off to read the paper in front of Hollyoaks omnibus. Yes, yes, I am that highbrow. Be afeared!

x J