Comcast, Publishing, and Tears of Something
Comcast and I are not friends right now. They tried to tell me that my endless internet problems are resulting from "something" bumping the modem button. "Maybe a cat or a pet?" the Man says with lackluster helpfulness.
My modem is locked up in a room that the animals haven't seen...ever.
Regardless, I have a connection right now. We'll see how long it lasts. I thought I'd try to post before it goes out again.
My big announcement for this special moment in internet bliss is that my paper got accepted at a really good journal. Not a Science or a Nature, but still a journal with a nice impact factor.
I've been crying non-stop since I read the acceptance email this morning.
I don't know why I can't stop crying. Maybe it has something to do with 5-years of wanting, yearning for some sort of positive reinforcement, some type of "good job, ole chap".
I thought I'd dance around in a circle when this happened, but no...just tears.