Of All The Dirty Rotten...

I received a packet in the mail the other day from the Graduate college of my chosen university (actually, it's the only one in the state that offers an ALA accredited program but for sanity's sake, I like to pretend I had a choice). In this institution, I will spend the rest of my time between work and family to become a "master" in my field (whatever that means). It was pretty exciting finally learning who was to be my assigned Advisor - someone whose name will be seared indelibly into my brain once I'm finished writing my thesis. It took precisely eight months to finish the admissions process only to read at the end of the congratulatory letter that "this document is not intended as an actual letter of admissions". Wha???