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PhD 1, Becka 0


Told crazy supervisor not two days ago that I was burnt out, exhausted, and in need of a rest.

Sure enough, I woke up this morning at 7, and couldn't get up until 11. Went to uni for a few hours, tried to do some work, eventually gave up with the scientific equivalent to "fuck it all, I can't bothered" (which is the same thing, just in latin or something) and went home.

After all, losing consciousness in a PC2 lab is not a good thing.

Now I am warm, bra-less (because there is nothing worse than a bra when you are sick and fed up with it all), fed, and not far from Bunyip.

Today is from now on a day of bed, cherry coke, and books. Take THAT.


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Sep. 5th, 2003 12:21 am (UTC)
mmm... student-dom. I remember those halcyon days... such bliss.
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Sep. 5th, 2003 11:53 pm (UTC)
While I understand the awful miasma of burn out/tiredness/constant illness that the stress of a PhD induces... be real careful that you're a little harsh on yourself still. I really regret losing so much of last year to indulging my fatigue, and am in a much worse situation now as a result of it. You do need days off, but you also only have so much time, and it goes awfully quickly, believe me.

Maybe we should start a little PhD support group around here... share ideas on how to get through it.
Sep. 6th, 2003 11:56 pm (UTC)
Write some erotica.
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