So I suppose prospective student season has started again. PROSPIES. Did it ever end? Today we had Mr. Black to call. How might I describe him? He was a boy you could bring home to your Ranor.

You know, the half-asian type. Harvard grad. Currently on a Fulbright in Iceland studying gullies. Good-natured, with a little mischevious Brendanness stifled behind his good-behavior.

We thought he wasn't on facebook, so we were initially going to write him off. "How are we supposed to know whether he's hot or not?" fumed Jay. "What a waste of TIME!" None of us in the seafloor lab had idea whether we should spend the morning writing our abstracts that are due on the 8th or if we should be spending that time primping. There really was no question for Jay. The prospie had cited Jay in his abstract on gullies that he had submitted to the conference that Jay is running. He had Jay at gullies.

But as it turned out, he was on facebook, and he had Caleb at Zax. Yes, that is the highest scoring three-letter Scrabble word, and Mr. Black knew what it was. Scrabble nerd? Et tu, Black?

We went to dinner and Mr. Black enquired after our Antarctica program. "Do you guys always get along down there?"

My advisor gathered himself for his carefully-worded speech. "We have a good group here. We have a good dynamic," he began politely. "And we pre-select a great deal." he glanced at us, as if he were unsure about giving away his secrets.
"I have them into my office and I have the window open. I don't leave the window open because I like to be cold... I just like to see how they react."

It's true. He does have the window open on the most ridiculously cold days. But it's because he likes it cold. ISN'T IT?

"And that's also why you have the water slowly dripping from the ceiling?" I added.

"He fancies himself a psychologist," said Jay later.

Right.

Perhaps he'll take that prospective to Antarctica some day. I WANT TO GO TO ANTARCTICA. I promise I won't have a break down, or go mad. But I wouldn't begrudge the prospie the trip. After all, he had me at "I live in Iceland."

Antarctica? :- that's so far.
» Dilated on 2008-01-05 12:49:27

Oh my. That's right, it is applications time.

I'm more worried about graduating and finding a job somewhere... Dave seems to want to live together after we graduate, he tells me to apply to the place he's got an offer from.
» ikimashokie on 2008-01-05 01:30:51

damn. i missed the antartica expedition in malaysia because i already got a full time job.
» renaye on 2008-01-05 11:38:11

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