I woke up on a chilly Friday morning with a head whose temperature seemed to be heading towards the boiling point, an aching back and a disgustingly strong desire to not want to work ( Read more... )

I bet you live your life only thinking about your achievements and be live in a happy-go-lucky world. Which I think is good, because you are only stressed when you are supposed to see me.

Really. My thesis supervisor apparently thinks that being optimistic is a cardinal sin. I'm supposed to stress myself to death and show that I'm stressing it ( Read more... )