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Phase One - Cleaning

In order to get my life straight, I began the day with a much needed dose of cleaning at my desk. I threw out piles of crap which I had accumulated over the passed six months, and organised my unfiled journals into three piles - enterned into my bibliography program (Endnote), not entered into Endnote (and that I still have to read), and abstracts I need to actually get the journals for. Now all I need to do is read about 20 journal articles, and find about 50. I keep telling myself that I have to start somewhere, and no matter where I approach from it will still seem daunting. Just do the fucking work, Becka, I say to myself. Just do the fucking work.

That was the only way I got through Honours, I realise now. I had an end point that I was working towards, a deadline that was tangible. I had to do the fucking work, or it just wouldn't be done on time. So I suspect for the next three years I'll have to take the attitude I had in hounours, and just do the fucking work (TM).

And as all of you who were around me during Honours know, I will not be a pleasant person in the next three years because of it. Pity Jye, for he will have to put up with it. Unless he breaks up with me, of course.

It's hard work. I wonder if I really make the cut here. Hell, I've been wondering that since I started Honours. I probably don't. Maybe I should start up a betting competition for people to gamble on how much longer I'll last.

In unrelated news, plush Cthulhu has moved into the office with me, because sometimes I need to destroy my enemies.


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Jun. 10th, 2003 02:41 am (UTC)
Betting Odds
Ill put the farm on you finishing. Your too stubborn to let it beat you :)

Jun. 10th, 2003 02:54 am (UTC)
Re: Betting Odds
Stubbourness runs out when the spirit has been broken.
Jun. 10th, 2003 05:06 am (UTC)
I have a plush cthulhu on my monitor at work - 'coz you have to keep the straits guessing :)
Jun. 10th, 2003 07:01 am (UTC)
ha, at least you got to PhD!, they wouldn't let me do mine, didn't want my "type" around there . . .

your foots in the door, so all you need to do is kick yourself in the ass to get through the door, and in a tri-annu you'll be Dr Beck "Back off man or i'll make your jaw rot out!" Orth BSc.(Hons) PhD(Dent.Sci)

and there's, always gonna be rogue states willing to pay the big bucks for our skills . . . never mind, i didn't write that
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