It's been awhile. You know what, I just re-read my last post* and realised I actually handed in my thesis early. I said "MARCH" and it was FEBRUARY. Only 'early' by a matter of days. And only according to a schedule that was arguably meaningless, given that it was stated in the blogosphere, poor much maligned and arguably misnomered poppet that it is, as opposed to all previous more formal statements of intent. BUT DAMMIT IT IS SUBMITTED AND IT WAS SUBMITTED TWO WEEKS BEFORE MY SECOND EXTENSION ENDED.
You know something? It is May, 2010. This year is basically half gone. Which comes as a shock every year, so even I am kind of bored of hearing me say it, but this year is going faster THAN ALL THE YEARS. But. HELLO. I am now pretty much free to do what I want.
I can't tell you how good that is.
Actually, I can.
Like, last weekend, right? Long weekend, yes? [insert Last Post** here] How good are THEY when you are being paid to have an extra day? It was almost worth spending that long studying to be able to bounce off the walls in a state of brainless abandoned joy about weekends - and having a Third Day on which Nothing is Required - _well_ HELLO. I got up. I had coffee. I went to the gym. A 20 year old asked me about my current stress levels***, my "goals" for joining the gym.**** AND THEN MEASURED MY THIGH CIRCUMFERENCE. I then exercised. Did not die. Went home. Went and saw a movie. I LOVE YOU TINA FEY.
*no, not _that_ last post, I'm not musical in the slightest, one can't even imagine how I would have transcribed the trumpetty version. I was speaking chronologically, not musical-rembrancy.
**trumpetty version
*** none, I said, visibly smug
**** "Not dying." is an exact quote of my reply... "ummm, let's just put longevity, shall we?" was the exact response.*****
***** "Fitting into like a wedding dress" was one of the suggested "goals" as to why I would want to lumber forth into a world of stretch pants and HORRIBLE music.
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