no news is annoying news

I sent in my writing samples yesterday, and ever since, I 've been checking my email every half hour. I know, rationally, that they're not going to get back to me that fast, but the nutso half of me (the larger half of me) insists upon it. My only consolation for the delay is that they might be so excited about my writing that they're running around screaming to everyone in the office about the briiiiiilliant kid coming to work soon.

I'm bored and I don't want to write my paper about the identity of otherness in Midnight's Children and The God of Small Things. I want to watch the new episode of the Tudors online.