Never trust my own judgement. It's not as good as I think it is. I'm still editing this beast. Writing thesis is a labour of love? Try exorcism.
My thesis is a vampire.
hellsangelcurse said something to me once about there being a saying at her college - "there are 3 S' - Sleep, Socialising and Study. Pick two." In my case, pick one. Three guesses which one. No sleep (5 hours a night if I'm lucky, closer to <4), no seeing people, it's literally sucking the life out of me.
No, it will not be done by due date. Not even close. Extension is granted, but this hardly makes me happy. I am beyond tired now. I want it gone. The emotional snap is lurking, and I can feel it, but Zhavah's holding the line.
We'll see how that goes. I don't exactly trust the embodiment of my darkness to stick with me through thick and thin. I just hope her impeccable sense of self-preservation will pull me through. She ain't a demi-goddess for no reason.
So here we go. Draft #7. And after that, formatting and the abstract I still need to write (oh, how I HATE those sorry fraggers), contents set up, disclaimers, printing, blah. So much left to do. Tired Suz is tired.
But I need to offer the sincerest thankyou to
snugsbunny ,
vejiraziel and
xaefryl , who made me giggle for hours in the middle of this week that is just killing me. I'll never be able to look at Ride of the Valkyries, syrup, Sideswipe red squirrels, aviator helmets, Indiana Jones or crabs properly ever again. Thankyou.