Thesis meeting consisted in

Him telling me he didn't like it
come back next week

And, I suck.

ad infinitum, 15 minutes.

I think I will be happy if I can have a thesis meeting where I don't manage to get my thesis promoter into an apoplectic rage. Because I bring out the best in him. Really.

Although my friends tell me that if I listen and do what he says, that's all that really matters. I think they're right, but I was hoping I had nailed some of what he wanted me to say.

Hit and miss...or, rather, miss, miss, whiff, dislocate arm swinging, go to hospital, more missing, get hit in the nose with the ball, bleed congenially-to-death.