MEMEHUNTER

Endorphins.

This week is going very, very well so far and I am very pleased. GRIN.

Ok, so this morning my supervisor went through the draft paper I gave him yesterday and took it apart a bit, but in a very nice constructive way. The one cloud on the horizon there is that I have to return to the data and grab more info from it. This is a problem because I cannot FOR THE LIFE OF ME remember where the rubbery fuck it is. All a bit embarrassing. As a bonus, however, my super thinks it's his fault because the computers all crashed a while back.

Disasters with data notwithstanding, I AM ON A ROLL. Much like ham and cheese. Only larger. And less edible. Sort of.

Have gone ALL domestic. Tidied the kitchen last night, the living room the night before that. That leaves my bedroom and it'll all be great.

I wrote a paper yesterday.

I'm sleeping well again.

And TONIGHT (oh tonight) I'm off to see 2manyDJs in Edinburgh tonight. Oh yes. Oh yes in-DEED. I shall be dancing myself into a state of mild euphoria, transcending both space AND time in a glorious sacrifice of my identity into the collective.

What fun it shall be.

Then I have to stagger back here tomorrow (after an overnight in a hostel) and meet with a new PhD student and try SOMEHOW to make sense. Oh god.

Anyway, I shall let you know how it goes.

BIG.
GRIN.
ON.
MY.
FACE.

posted by Memehunter @ 3:23 PM