And after three days of thinking my thesis was headed towards hopelessness, something clicked. I changed one word in my hypothesis and the way I framed my whole paper and suddenly it all makes so much more sense. I still have to rewrite the proposal and meet with potential-faculty-advisor on Monday, but I feel good about it.

This weekend will be spent seeing Sebastian, who is visiting as a potential PhD student, cleaning my apartment, and writing the perfect paper proposal so I can go into my meeting on Monday and kick ass.

And my presentation in my Machiavelli class earned praise. Maybe I’m not so stupid after all.

Now I’m going to the Campus Pub with my precept group to toast to the fan club, among other things.

*(I changed my hypothesis from “…Carl Schmitt would be critical of the war on terror….” to “….Carl Schmitt would be critical of the STRATEGY of the war on terror…” That’s obviously an oversimplification, but that’s what my thesis is about in laymans terms. Yes, I want to kick my own ass for referencing the war on terror.)