Thursday, February 26, 2009

35 Weeks and Doctoral

With a minimum of difficulty- mainly relating to the power going out 15 minutes before my talk- I have successfully defended a thesis. I have three weeks to turn in some extremely minor thesis revisions. I almost can't believe I actually made it. The power of determination and desperation! And being 35 weeks pregnant.

Behold my latest sewing effort. I am frickin' huge, and have gained about 35 pounds- all directly on my front- and I don't care. Baby wants a SNACK.

I'll bike to work this summer. Honest.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Fully Thesulated

I have readers! And a presentation! And I finished the last !@#$$!!!! figure for the !#$!! paper.

However, mysteriously, I cannot find a picture of my mother to put in.

Five more days.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Not Emotional AT ALL

I have just burst into tears, swearing at the computer, because ImageJ will not cut out pieces of my pictures as it should. And then snarked at Dr. S.

Third trimester! Now with more fun!

Hormones? What hormones?

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Inside My Head

Ooooof I am so round. Waddle waddle.

I wonder if the problem with my bicycle is caused by a gear mismatch...


Yeeesh, I don't want to gain too much weight. No! No cookie! Bad! Waddle waddle.

I have to do what to that figure legend? Sigh.

...ah, screw it. One brownie or two?

Sunday, February 08, 2009

Not Enough To Do

My committee has now been sent The World's Shortest Thesis (74 pages, including tables, references, and the title page). I wish them joy of it. Actually, I wish they wouldn't bother to read it. Here's hoping.

Alas, my very conscientious advisor is sure to return a boatload of comments. However, as the grad school drop-dead deadline is in four short weeks, perhaps I can survive until then.

I think I forgot to eat dinner.

Thursday, February 05, 2009

Deep Breath; Lather, Rinse, Repeat

Nineteen emails later, my committee and I have a date! Three cheers for technology.

I have until Monday to rewrite my thesis. Oh, the fun; it never stops.

On a different but related subject, my hands have swelled up a tiny tiny bit- just enough that I can get my wedding ring on, but not off. Also Pumpkin keeps getting the hiccups, and then getting angry. Whomp!

Wednesday, February 04, 2009

Now With More Aaaagh

I have written a thesis.

I have written a paper.

I have sent both items to my advisor. Four weeks ago.

I have revised the paper four times with my advisor.

I have convinced the chair of my committee and my advisor that I am ready to schedule a thesis defense.

I have contacted my committee and, miraculously, found a day and time when all five (5!) of them can be present. This day is in 15 days from now.

In response, my advisor asks, "How will you get your thesis to your committee in time?"

Well, gee. I was thinking I'd email the whole fucking assortment to them on Monday. Oh, advisor didn't bloody well bother to read it yet? TOO BAD.