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March 31, 2005
Sometimes You're Just Too Tired...
...to pull up your pants.
Actually, I'll have you know that my pants are at an entirely appropriate location, clearly avoiding any plummer butt. On the other hand, were my pants to fall to a precarious position, I would be forced to do a quick cost/benefit analysis on the worth of expending the energy to put them aright.
After staying up w-a-a-a-y too late last night (thesis work, but still), I had to get up at 7 a.m. to get down to campus. What ensued can only be described as a posterior-numbing experience to rival no other. We had seven thesis groups present their progress so far (Ronan and I were #4 on the list)--all in the span of 9+ hours.
Thankfully, Ronan was a dear boy and brought me tea with super-caffeine for the morning session; in return I saved him a prime seat on the couch. And at the lunch break, he made grilled cheese sandwiches and split pea soup--yummy. I might have to keep him around...
Our presentation was fine, and I think we are finally getting somewhere. At least, our advisors weren't able to find any chinks in the armor, unlike several other groups to whom by heart goes out.
And yet, as I was biking home shortly before 6 p.m., wearing my favorite plaid mittens and with my face in the sun, I couldn't help but have a "I'm so happy to be alive, right in this very place, at this very moment." I don't many of those moments (which lasted only until I had to struggle to get my bike into the stupid elevator), so it was much appreciated.
Now it's 9 p.m. and I've had a healthy dinner of vegetable soup (my new expertise) and apples with peanut butter for dessert. I've worked a little on my thesis, checked email, and now I'm ready to call it a night. We have another class scheduled for 10 a.m. tomorrow morning, and if I don't get a good night of sleep, I might just collapse.
