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Sleep Deprivation Theatre

Hey kids.

I've decided that I'm going to have two PhD parties; the first when I hand the thesis in for review, and the second if/when it gets accepted. You will all buy me drinks (NO tequilla), and everybody will be required to call me 'doctor' for the entire evening.

Really, I don't ask for much.

I ran into vorex today, and we bonded in that only way people seem to do these days - we ate lunch and spent money on entertainment items.

AND! I have to thank bonesinger for one of the most refreshingly honest descriptions of me I've had in a long time. Thanks!

Does anybody know a good seamstress who knows a thing or two about gowns and corsetry?

And does anybody know what it costs to change your name via deed poll these days?

Sorry; I'm a bit random today.


Feb. 18th, 2005 08:54 pm (UTC)
"How long" is always a funny question... I've just finished my third year, but I didn't have a scholarship for the first year, then I wrangled a three year scholarship. So, theoretically I have another year of funding, after which I can apply for a 6 month extension to my funding.

I'd really like to say just one more year, but I'm not sure that it would be accurate to.
Feb. 19th, 2005 12:27 am (UTC)
The other question that begs blunt objects to temples is "Have you submitted yet?", especially when it's asked by everyone you haven't seen in a couple of weeks.

I spent three years claiming I had only three months of writing left. I took a lot of shit for that but people didn't realise that it was always accurate! The analysis kept ballooning as I realised more and more implications, and went back and did extra little experiments on little points which then had further implications. Because of the area I was in, everything I did was filling knowledge-void and well, nature abhors a vacuum!

My first year was unfunded and without scholarship too, so I know where you are coming from. Don't make my mistake and try to write-up while working a full-time job because the money has run-out.

[snip] I deleted about 45 minutes of solid typing here. I had described the pain and suffering that I went through to actually get my thesis through the university bureaucracy and to the examiners but I cut it out. I have it as a text file if you are interested.

When it came to parties I was just too relieved and drained to act upon it. I think I smiled a bit. I was in a foreign country and had few friends where I was. Most of them had children so a party-party was out of the question.

Sorry about the long post,