May 17, 2007 17:25
The thing to do now, I suppose
(aside from constantly rechecking my inbox for the prayed for response from a would be outside examiner, the prayer, each time, sounding something like, please, please, please, oh please, my god, please)
is to somehow fathom the disciplined yet achievable PLAN of how to create a dissertation, a PLAN elaborately punctuated by dates, deadlines, timelines, other kinds of lines, slashes, dashes and even dots.
This PLAN has to involve only one calendar, not several of different sizes and subjects. I think this is one obvious physical feature of the PLAN.
This PLAN is to in no way resemble the aforementioned Binder Plan. Even the Photo Album Plan has gotten a little sketchy. I need a PLAN.
Since I've realized, over the tenure of my academic career as a never-but-nearly defeated graduated student, every near-miss, each faux-pas (cultural or otherwise), all mechanical failures and forgotten files (except for the ones that might involve test-tubes, lab rat experiments, or colorful pie charts) I should be able to accordingly PLAN all steps necessary to realize and overcome obstacles like non-distant deadlines, overlooked items and doubled Dunciads in dumb lists.
My PLAN should be like this, I suppose.
It should also include a padded budget for all of the slow postage. I still wish they would pick-up my packages for me. It wasn't so in the old country, you know.
And I still often think I would prefer a boat. Maybe this can be worked into the PLAN.
June 29th? Ugh. Crotchester.