I've been pretty busy lately doing a whole bunch of stuff that most of you know about, revising the work for my paper, preparing my paper, checking out my thesis (and feeling the horror of the viva coming up) and leaving my room of 2 years. I am crap at moving. I should be really really good at moving by now because I used to move every year. I should really be able to live out of a suitcase with nothing but my laptop and a credit card. But I think I overcompensate for the lack of a home by purchasing things.
Freecycle has had a good week out of me, I've got more things to recycle but it still feels like I own too many things. One day, I shall learn not to buy anything. (This is on the list with being on time, not having a rant every 5 minutes, being sweetness and light before coffee in the morning and others).
Anyways, I am getting a bit stressed about the fact that I don't have a job yet (and for anyone who asks yet again, how hard is it for a PhD to get a job, it's pretty freaking hard! OK?) and I have about a million journal articles (slight over estimation, maybe about 100-150 in reality) to read before I get grilled by 2 of my supposed peers. (HA HA HA). How bad can it be? I have to rewrite my thesis? *gulp*
Hence also explaining why I'm still awake at 2:33am and have to be in the lab at 9am tomorrow. Joy.
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