So unspeakably outraged

Well, I heard back from the University soem two weeks ago. And the prognosis is... not good. After five months of dilly-dallying and four months after telling me I was guaranteed a place as I had graduated from the same institution, they turned around and told me 'no'.

So the past fortnight has been spent in a whirlwind of applying to other universities. Two applications have gone in, but they had to wait for the blaggards of Lincoln to return my references. Which, to be fair, they did with a surprising alacrity (the last time they moved so fast was when they thought I owed them money).

The past fortnight I have also spent working on my portfolio, my employers having been kind enough to allow me time to work on that at the expense of work I'm supposed to be doing for them. My portfolio now is looking really slick and far beyond anything I had credited myself as being capable of.

Of course, this set back means now that the Lincoln steampunk weekend in September is out of the question, which is a great shame. But conversely if I get in Birmingham City University I actually see myself going to more steampunk meets- many of us live around there!