So since the wonderfully wonderful news yesterday I have gotten additional good and additional bad news (that's life, eh?)
The good news first. Extremely prestigious university just happens to be in New York, where, incidentally, I'll be this weekend and Monday. So after getting their email yesterday, I wrote back and asked, very innocently, if I could stop by while I was there to see the campus since I've never been there.
I received an email back from the Program Director stating that I could come by on Monday and she'd arrange for a group of students to meet with me and then I would meet with her. Which, in case you wondered, is an interview. We're just not calling it that. So basically I got an interview. On Monday. At extremely prestigious university. Again I say, HOLY CRAP. I'm elated. I may not end up attending this school (if I get it, that is) because if Slappy matches elsewhere we'll go elsewhere together, but I am still so over the moon just to be considered as a real applicant by them.
The not-so-good news is that the other program I have an interview at won't accept the online course suggested by the extremely prestigious university, so I can't drop a whole bunch of classes (don't get me started on the irony here- extremely prestigious university suggests a class that isn't accepted by a much less solid program...). So it looks like in the spring I'll be taking 2 classes and 5 labs and hopefully both of those classes will be online ones. It's not ideal by any means, but I can't even look at course schedules right now and devise a plan because College #2, in its infinite stupidity, CLOSES it's ONLINE services at night. WHAT? Seriously, what could possibly be the purpose of that? I mean seriously.
So I continue to be extremely excited (and now, really, really, really nervous) about extremely prestigious university. So excited I had to buy a new shirt. And coat. It's apparently really cold in New York in December.
And tomorrow, I'll tell you why Slappy also got a new suit today. It would appear that we have switched lives and he's now living a life of irony and frustration. In New Mexico.