Effects

I got the first draft of my dissertation back from my supervisor today. She ripped it apart, but in a nice way. It is ten pages of red pen and critisicms. So i have lots to do over the next week.

I assumed she thought i was an idiot, but then she followed up with this:

"Would you be interested in being the research assistant on a webct experiment that I'd like to run later this spring/this summer?"

She goes on to add some details, but basically that is a job offer. Out of the blue. It suggests that she doesnt think i'm a complete idiot. It made me so stupidly happy, a kind of validated life type happy. I couldnt help but smile at everyone i saw for two hours.

And once again, like last night i am struck by the huge effect other people can have on you. A kind word, a smile, an hour's detailed critiscm, shouting, dancing or half an hours drunken conversation about philosophy. Every thing we do effects other people, our lives are goverend by the actions of others.

That and pure chance. But that is another rant.

The Moral? Be nice to people i guess, or be concious of the power we all have. But that sounds like new age hippie crap. So there probably isnt one.