She was very cool about it, and told me I am right where I need to be at the moment. Which is kind of a surprise because most of last semester she was telling me I was behind, and that I needed to be caught up by summer. This is doctoral school in a nutshell.
I had to turn in a draft proposal for my project earlier this week. It was kind of long--20+ pages, thought the final product will be in excess of 80 pages. I went out and bought a heavy-duty stapler yesterday. This was the other part of our conversation. She made some suggestions for how to tighten it up, but otherwise liked it. She complimented me on my academic writing skills, and mentioned that it was refreshing to read something that made sense, where she could focus on the content rather than the mechanics.
So it was a good conversation. There is a bunch of stuff I need to do in the next two weeks before our next conference, but at least I have time to do it. It's starting to come together.
I went out after the conference and played Ingress for a while. Other than the person who recruited me, I have never met any other players. Until today, when I met three of them.
The first was a somewhat hapless young guy from the other faction who was trying to capture one of my portals in the park while I was nearby. I let him capture it, as I watched him, then took it back. I walked over to him and introduced myself. He was somewhat reluctant to talk, but I had already sat down next to him, so started talking about the game.
He has managed to get to level 7 without interacting with anyone. I'm the first person he has talked to, and I am on the other side. I gave him some suggestions for being more successful in the game, and told him about the intel map. I showed him how to deploy resonators more effectively on captured portals. I am guessing you aren't really supposed to help the opposing side, but I felt bad for this guy. And I went back and recaptured most of the portals later. I left him a few so he wouldn't feel bad.
Shortly thereafter someone from my side sent me a message and we met in the park. I knew who he was, but he was really the first person I had met playing. We talked for a while and he gave me a bunch of gear that I can use to play.
I went out and tried to capture some blue portals and make a field. One of the people from the other side sent me a message and asked if I was now the lackey of the guy who gave me the gear. Word gets around, apparently.
Anyway, I was at the last place I needed to make the field, and was looking at my screen. I looked up and a woman was standing a few feet away, with her phone out. I looked back at my screen and watched my portal get destroyed. It was her!
I said "hey" and she laughed. We introduced ourselves. She and her husband are the ones who I always run up against down south of where I live. My southern nemeses. We talked for a while and she told me they considers the guy who gave me gear an asshole. It was an interesting conversation. People add a whole other dimension to this game.
I edited some wedding pictures this evening that I took a while ago for some friends. They haven't really asked about them, so I kind of put it off until this week when they did ask about them, more than a year later. I'll see them tomorrow and give the pics to them. Don't ever hire me as a free wedding photographer. Anyway, they turned out great.
They didn't have a cake, but did have a toast with shots of tequila, which I thought was pretty cool, and provides my image for the day.