Showing posts with label graduate school. Show all posts
Showing posts with label graduate school. Show all posts

March 4, 2009

Victory rootbeer! time

True I gotta spit it out but it still tastes like victory. Mmmmm.


why the celebration you ask?
well, i finally gave birth to a behemoth today. she weighs in at 123 pgs.

if you count references and appendices she tops out at 147p. Sweet baby jesus is right!
don't worry, it has lots of pretty pictures. and neither you or anyone else is likely to read it.

I sent her along to my supervisors for a final look-see and then she's off to the external.
Mark you calenders folks for my t0-be-confirmed academic divorce date: March 30th

I'm thinking bowling and Banditas! afterwards. stay tuned for details.

I look forward to many bike rides and actually hanging out with my friends in the near future.....For now though it's victory rootbeer and snuggle time before bed.
Much catching up on sleep and work to do.
nite.

February 1, 2009

So you wanna go to grad school?

Ever see those anti-meth billboards out west? you know, the 'Extreme Meth Makeover' ones that show a before/after photo to reinforce why doing meth is really, really fucking dumb idea. Or the 'I lost me to Meth' ones. I marvel at how does someone decide, 'Wow, looking that shitty looks like fun, let's go do some meth'.

I'm thinking we need anti-graduate school billboards. Sure grad school sounds like a good idea but does looking this haggard and shitty look like fun?


Does regularly not leaving your house for over 48 hours sound enticing? Or maybe 30 hrs without sleep? Realizing people don't even bother to call anymore because they know you can't come out and play. Here's my advice: Don't let a masters steal your life. You'll B. A ok without it, trust me.

June 25, 2008

Midnight toiling

Looking west, Hotel Manitoba

and then some. I've been up late enough this past week to hear the crows start swawcking, the sky get light, and the stream of traffic on 12th ave approach bankfull stage.

I gotta get out of this 11am-5am work schedule. Making up for time lost these last 3 months dealing with and trying to heal, my rotator cuff. I can high-5 now (gently) and cut my own meat again- like a big girl. Yipee. On the plus side of these late nights, i do find the wee hours of the morn' oddly productive and I'm making steady progress on my thesis and my job.

I'm pretty damn dog tired though and flirting with sickness......either that or I got rice stuck up my nose the other day and my sinuses are staging a strike action. You wouldn't believe how many times I've inhaled rice while eating it.
Don't ask, I don't know how or why; it just happens.

I decided to try and flush my aching sinuses last night with a Neti Pot I haven't used since I lived in Knox-vegas. I learned that flushing your sinuses @ 2am when you don't have enough salt on hand is a bad, bad, idea. Regular tap water burns like hell; I really don't recommend it. Neither did the online instructions but I somehow missed that part.
I'll blame it on sleep deprivation.

And on that note, good night.