jheti, posts by tag: thesis whining - LiveJournal

YOU GUYS.

I AM A RESEARCHER.

WHO DOES HUMAN SUBJECTS RESEARCH.

I CAN FINALLY SAY THIS AND MEAN IT:

Back off, man. I'm a scientist.

My supervisor is terrified, but I don't have an F yet, and it FINALLY went to the "we want corrections" stage, and I just bounced it back to them today, and it's not actually due yet, so it can't all be bad.

There is nothing wrong with me that superpowers wouldn't fix. Or miracles. Those would be awesome, too.

Let's recap.

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My laptop appears to be bricked. I do in fact suspect brickification.

As I know more, so shall you.

Thank god I backed my thesis up yesterday.

I think I have a version of the disaster, also, though it's a few months old, and some lolcats.

I am too frightened to pitch any sort of fit.

Okay, like, so, like, okay, LIKE.

Dr. Davis, like, e-mailed me back, and stuff.

And she like, would totally be. Now her exact, I mean, dude, I swear to god!

She used the h-word.

Very few of my people use this word, this h-word, and it is a very powerful word that gives me much happy buzzings AND SHE USED IT AND.

Oh.

Srysly.

Okay.

Read three more articles for the new attack direction I'll need to take as suggested by the Turnley/Bolino findings of '01.

Still trying to kludge through Snyders' 70's papers; I don't like his style. *Whine whine.* His premises fascinate, his findings illuminate, but ow ow ow, the style, it pains me.

So. Sorta a third of the way there.

Need outsider committee member and to make a proposal that doesn't suck, and then have them sign it, and then I can

finish LotR Extended and Matrix Trilogy
answer my semi-annual summons to Capital, brow-beaten and hysterical scribe in tow
sort out Financial Aid crap (AGAIN god I swear)
Register for fall term
Examine options for That Project With nyohah
HIBERNATE until 25th August

And start the cycle anew. ^_^

It's the small things. It's astonishing how many of mine exist entirely in this binary ether we pretend is generated not by faeries but by the numbers they sing, zeros and ones, great caverns and citadels in two digits, endlessly.

At any rate.

Site redo is going brilliantly; will be uploaded all-at-once without changes or pauses or hitches, including the shrines. That's why it isn't "there" yet...

My RoV episodes are resisting my efforts to cap them. This must not be! D:

Anyways anyways, that's actually working, and it's lovely, and there's some wonderful new person on the RoV list here WHO IS ACTUALLY WRITING FIC AND IT'S GOOD OMG. SYRSLY.

And I ate a frightening amount of collard greens for lunch. With diced ham. <3

Computing class is going excellently; thesis somewhat less so, in that I need to actually DO STUFF FOR IT, but I don't care, because I just beat my brain out on two projects for computing, so impression management reading can damn well wait until tomorrow. =^P

What summons, Sir? I never received any such. How very unfortunate. Most distressing. I shall have to kill a few of my messengers to enhance the ruse in the interest of discipline.

'Kay, so, panicking about thesis. My own fault, as usual. At least I have an idea, now. XD

BUT. That's not important!

Because I found THIS, which is proof that hopefully we might actually get a moon colony or underwater city by the time I'm a middle-aged mom of two...

And, also, as soon as I logged in, the stupid rollbar ad at the top transformed into spam for "The Cat Who Wouldn't Come Inside", by

CYNTHIA VON BUHLER.

Splashdown geeeks know what up. Word!

Okay. So. That by itself makes my day awesome. ^_^