Irony is the Shackles of Youth

The good news is the defense went well!

The bad news is my committee wants another set of revisions to my thesis before they'll sign off on it. So I won't be graduating this month. I have, however, made them commit to getting me out by October. I flat out told them that I was losing jobs because employers were not talking to me without a firm graduation date. I laid it out and made them say yes to have this all done by October 10th. I am holding them to it.

Also, I totally think they should add Captain America to the "It's a Small World" ride. He'll represent the US and start beating people over the head with his shield when that song gets stuck in his head.

I have to boil down my entire thesis into a 30 minute presentation. Oh and give it tomorrow at noon.

Let the hysterical laughter commence!

I'm all dressed up for the presentation today. Of course, my stomach is in knots. Thanks IBS! At least I finished the presentation with hours to spare. Must be getting responsible in my old age.

Also my feet are cold. Why? Because once again maintenance has cranked up the AC to Arctic levels. And today isn't that warm to begin with (a high in the 60s in June? WTF Indiana?)

Just about everyone says that the werewolf smut is "A++, must continue" material so I will endeavor to work on it this week. The story is about as close to PWP as I tend to get, which will be a nice change from starting/working on anything plot driven. I basically started writing it because I went on a werewolf reading glut and was disappointed in what I was finding. Which of course makes me want to write that.

I'm seriously considering looking up wing sex stories just to see if that will inspire anything. After the werewolf one is done of course.

I also have my thesis proposal presentation on Wednesday. Which means I desperately need to put it together today and tomorrow. Yeah for procrastination!

Finally, for the first time in a month I have come into the office and not been cold. Everyone in this area called and complained on Thursday about the temperature. It seems to have worked. Ahhh... blessed comfort.

Presentation today for some of the other people at the place funding my thesis research. Wish me luck!

I hope this is the last presentation because I would like to, oh I don't know, actually finish my thesis work instead of having to prepare for these.

Poster presentation is over. There was a terrifying moment when I realized that one of the people talking with me about my poster was a guy who I'm siting in my thesis. Dammit, I didn't want people who understand what I'm doing reading that thing! Luckily, he was very, very nice. I was kind of overshadowed by the guy who set up near me. His poster topic? "The Spatial Distribution of the Seven Deadly Sins in America." I did manage to snag a CD of the work with all the awesome maps. I might see if I can find a copy of the study on-line to share. It's really interesting.

Thanks for all the well wishes. Now that that's over, I can actually enjoy the rest of my week in Las Vegas.

Why yes mind, I love being woken at 5:30am in the morning by a dream where I missed the flights to my conference because I thought they left on Sunday and instead they left on Saturday. Way to make me paranoid.

*double checks her tickets*

Nope. Still flying out on Sunday. Thanks for the added dose of stress though. -_-

EDIT: My cat is all "I see you have a hand and are attempting to type on the computer. Let me sit on it." Kitties make everything better. Except for maybe the ability to type with both hands.

I totally should have worked on my poster presentation this weekend. I didn't. Instead I played games, read fanfiction, worked on personal projects, wrote stories, and watched TV. I also did laundry and aired out some of the linens. Spring is definitely in the air. Why can't it be like this for the rest of the week instead of turning cold again on Wednesday?

Oh well. I'm going to be in Las Vegas in one week.

I have found that the closer it gets to the conference and the more conferences I go to in general, the funnier this video becomes.

miome has been fighting illness since last week. She had sore throat, coughing, mucus, fever, chills, etc. Since this has gone on for awhile, she called up a health line, told her her symptoms, and asked the nurse practitioner for advice.

The nurse practitioner said "You should see a physician within 24 hours." in a tone of voice that Miome said sounded more like "You should have seen a physician 24 hours ago."

So off to a clinic we went. Waited forever, but finally got to see someone. The good news is that she doesn't have pneumonia. The bad news is that she has strep. Which means that there's a chance that I might have strep. And since I don't exhibit sore throat when I get strep, I might have it and not realize it. The clinic was out of strep cultures (obviously, strep is going around o_O).

We're going to keep an eye on me over the next few days. If I develop a fever or start getting really tired (I laughed at this, because seriously, the time change just happened and Miome's coughing kept me up all last night) over the next few days, I'll go get a culture done.

Needless to say, Miome is at home. I'm at home because I went with her to the clinic and because I did not sleep well last night.

Tomorrow is my presentation. I'm going to be working on that all afternoon.

Sigh...

Started my period just a few hours before my poster presentation. Surprise! Fucking ovaries.

Poster presentation went awesome. I was able to talk to a lot of people including a professor from another University who gave me lots of good advice and wanted to know when/where I was going to publish my research since he was interested in a similar topic. EEEE! It's so nice when someone actually cares about your research.

My fellow graduate students are awesome. They came down to support me, bought me dinner, and gave me gas money.

I have 46 lbs of books! These are all books I already owned but were at my mom's house in NC. Now they are here. The sad thing is, I didn't even clean off all my book shelves and I almost filled the box. I also managed to send a bunch of my comic cards (I was a collector of them back in the early 90's) to myself as well. So many books that I want to reread. I can't wait.

I managed to roll out of bed last night. See miome has been out of town. A lot of time in my sleep, I'll roll towards her when I get cold. Well last night, I did that only she wasn't there. So I kept rolling and rolling until I hit the floor. When I told her this she laughed at me. UNLOVED.

I have been reading the first decent gay-romance ebook today that I have read. It's not great by a long shot, but I don't feel like stopping in the middle of it. That's a small miracle. This is much better than the one book I read where the beginning and ending were good and the middle was terrible. It was like expecting to bite into a jelly-filled donut and finding that you have nothing. Not even donut... just a hole. I'm still amazed at how the author managed to do that.

Miome is coming home tonight. I am happy. ^^

Dear fellow students,

Yes, I am in fact playing games in a computer lab that is full.

I am also waiting for a 57" x 36" poster to print so that I can do a professional poster presentation on Friday. Until it comes out complete and intact from the printer, my butt is staying in this chair except when I get up to hover over the printer praying to any deity that will listen that everything comes out all right. Getting huffy with me will not make me leave. I have as much right to use this lab as you do.

No love,
Tsaiko

Well crud. I drew the short straw for that conference. My poster session is from 3:30-5:15pm on a Friday. Yeah, like anyone's going to go to that session. -_-

Thank you to all the people who wished me luck. The poster session went well (though seriously, why is it you can go over and over a poster on a computer screen and as soon as you print it you find like five errors?). My feet are still killing me from yesterday.

Five days till I am done with exams and free. Only two exams, a revised poster, and the last three pages of a term paper stand in my way.

Soon I will be able to write again. Soon I will be able to crochet. Soon I will once again have free time. SOON.