You don't really expect me to post while I'm working against the clock, do you?
If all goes well, I'll have a complete draft read and approved for presentation by Monday afternoon. Like I said, stay tuned...
3.27.2008
3.11.2008
thesis
Thesis, thesis thesis. Thesis thesis thesis thesis. Thesis? Thesis thesis. Thesis thesis thesis thesis. Thesis thesis thesis thesis thesis thesis thesis. Thesis thesis thesis thesis. Thesis thesis thesis thesis thesis thesis thesis.
"Thesis thesis thesis thesis?"
"Thesis!"
"Thesis thesis!"
Thesis thesis thesis thesis.
Oh, and Vahan's in India. Lucky bastard. Thesis.
"Thesis thesis thesis thesis?"
"Thesis!"
"Thesis thesis!"
Thesis thesis thesis thesis.
Oh, and Vahan's in India. Lucky bastard. Thesis.
3.03.2008
California/no end in sight?
Well, maybe that's not entirely true. My adviser assured me there IS light at the end of the tunnel. Of course, this is after she requested my sixth revision of the neverending chapter 2. I handed it in Friday afternoon and hightailed it on out of there to fly home Saturday morning.
Now I'm in Irvine. Still revising away at Chapter 3 (and even bits of Chapter 1). All while it's sunny and 70 degrees outside. It's good to be home, even if the circumstances aren't ideal. I've slept more in the last two nights than I typically do in DC. Perhaps too much to get me wound up about? Guilt about not being awake and writing? Whatever it is, it doesn't tread as heavily on the mind in good ol' Kah-lee-fohrn-ya.
While I was reading the LA Times Sunday travel section, I felt nostalgic about my home state and all the wacky fun things you can find here. The 70-degree weather helps, too.
I'm not yet ready to move back west, but I suppose absence does in fact make the heart grow fonder. Maybe it's just nostalgia, or maybe it's homesickness. It might even be the fact that at present, Washington only promises nonstop writing, revision, and working. Whatever it is, California is looking good this week.
Now I'm in Irvine. Still revising away at Chapter 3 (and even bits of Chapter 1). All while it's sunny and 70 degrees outside. It's good to be home, even if the circumstances aren't ideal. I've slept more in the last two nights than I typically do in DC. Perhaps too much to get me wound up about? Guilt about not being awake and writing? Whatever it is, it doesn't tread as heavily on the mind in good ol' Kah-lee-fohrn-ya.
While I was reading the LA Times Sunday travel section, I felt nostalgic about my home state and all the wacky fun things you can find here. The 70-degree weather helps, too.
I'm not yet ready to move back west, but I suppose absence does in fact make the heart grow fonder. Maybe it's just nostalgia, or maybe it's homesickness. It might even be the fact that at present, Washington only promises nonstop writing, revision, and working. Whatever it is, California is looking good this week.
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