writing a thesis is just like participating in a ficathon.
You start all giggly and happy, because OMG you're going to write it and it's going to be awesome.
Right.
And then the characters refuse to participate (characters, in this case, being MY BRAIN). You can't get the words to say what you mean. You design a perfect plot and then don't want to do the freakin' research because it's BORING. And the deadline is approaching, and you feel anxious and inadequate, so you eat all the chocolate cookies in your house.
Same thing. Only one has porn, and the other has footnotes.
*thinks*
How much trouble would I get into for sneaking some porn into my thesis. Approximately?
Right.
And then the characters refuse to participate (characters, in this case, being MY BRAIN). You can't get the words to say what you mean. You design a perfect plot and then don't want to do the freakin' research because it's BORING. And the deadline is approaching, and you feel anxious and inadequate, so you eat all the chocolate cookies in your house.
Same thing. Only one has porn, and the other has footnotes.
*thinks*
How much trouble would I get into for sneaking some porn into my thesis. Approximately?