FUCK. I just spent two hours working on a paper and what do I have to show for it? One additional sentence. That's right. In two solid hours of serious work I managed to type (and keep) one fucking sentence. This wouldn't be so bad if I were a) getting paid or b) working on my dissertation. But since this particular project has nothing to do with either of those (in my calmer moments I know that I'm doing this because I care about the subject matter and it's good experience and there's a small chance it will get me my first publication as primary author) it's really hard not to throw a little hissy fit right now about two wasted hours. Oh wait, I think I just did.
Friday, June 02, 2006
About Me
- Name: Megan
- Location: southeast, United States
I never know what to put in these little boxes. If you read my blog, shouldn't you already know about me?
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The Canadians
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Moms I one day hope to be like
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Good Math, Bad Math
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