Had a bit of a scare today. The lending company I'm using to fund my excursion into British academia (and to financially pin me down for years to come) sent me a notice today that all three of my loans for Nottingham were declined. Awesome. The visa process was a big enough pain that I really hoped there would be no further hiccups in the 'Get Steve to England' process.
Of course, this was all a mix-up. As it turns out, a nice little error in the application process (read: I happened to apply for my loans twice thanks to an internet connection that died just as I clicked the final button in the process. A subsequent phone call cancelled the superfluous application-- or so I thought). Obviously, everything is OK. I knew my loans were approved. I checked. Twice. It was just really, really, really fun to go nuts for a little while. I truly enjoy embracing the biological, genetic crazy that has been passed down from generation to generation through my family.
If I ever have kids they will undoubtedly be as nuts as I am. Perpetuate that weird!
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