Scoundrel

I sliced my hand open and bled all over the place. That's always fun. I guess it looks like I won't be playing for a while, which is actually good given my current situation. I should probably be focusing anyway... that is, until the weekend. Yahoo! :) I'm planning on having fun starting Friday and then I'll realize how screwed I am on Monday. I hope everyone barbecues on Monday, so I can have Starbucks all to myself. It's usually deserted anyway, but still.

This thesis is like a moldy orange. You know it's there, but it's so gross that you don't even want to deal with it, so you just let it sit there some more until you realize that everything in your refrigerator has become moldy and then you're like "Ah, damn it." Two weeks to write a thesis. Wow. What has my life become. I'm disappointed in myself, but I also have no energy to care. I'll tell you guys a secret. I tricked my adviser. I gave her my research proposal and she was very pleased and thought that I was super ambitious, but to be honest it's nearly identical to what I'm doing at work. Maybe that's why I'm not worried. Or maybe I'm just a lousy piece of crap. Who knows.

I was taking a break... I'm seriously at this point in my life where I can't even beat my computer at Solitaire.

Wish me luck tomorrow! I can't believe this. I think my PI said the room holds 100 people... not sure because I was spacing out. Is it going to be full? A room full of 100 intelligent PhD's knowledgeable in my area of research... So intimidating. I can't believe I'm ditching class to give a lecture... not that I go to class anyway, but still -_-