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[mustangalley]

Tonight, I am staying in, ordering a pizza, and reading a pile (read: 33) of papers to try and get a thesis position with a supervisor.

Is this what it feels like to be a responsible adult? Because right now, I'm not liking it so much.

(Although it beats last night's awkward steampunk/60s porn-playing bar. Never again.)

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[labsquint]

Uh... yeah? Minus the porn-playing bar. Take out 33 papers, add in about a half dozen and hours of typing and you've got me to a 'T'. Ain't life grand? ;)

[mustangalley]

Least I know what I'm getting into, I suppose...

How have you been doing?

[labsquint]

Better lately. I'm going to try to do an update tomorrow on the whole scenario to update everyone, but the short story is that my husband, after 2.5 years unemployed, finally had not only one, but two job offers within 4 days and starts his new position tomorrow. Will that help how we get along? I sincerely hope so! More details to come, hopefully tomorrow...

Otherwise, we're 2 weeks out from finishing the manuscript and I'm clearing time for 4 weeks solid of hard core writing and editing. We're getting so close. THAT's my bright spot on the horizon!