Um

I promised myself I would do 35 pages of my thesis by Friday. So here I am... not working on them.

Dude, I'm sorry, but it's HOT out there. And plus? If I'm going to do this, I need a solid 8-hour block. I know my writing style: crunch it all up into an intense, hard-core jam session and get a shit ton of words down before my eyes start going blurry. If I do that two or three consecutive times, I'll have enough stuff to edit down to my required 100 pages. Maybe not the healthiest technique, but it works.

I'm feeling better, now that I've gotten over the readjustment period and have caught of with friends again. Yesterday, I managed to go a little overboard and stay out until six am. Very responsible behaviour when staring down that impending thesis gun barrell. Still, seeing the friends was necessary and good. I've been using the I-need-to-get-my-bearings excuse for awhile, though; I think it will officially no longer be valid as of tomorrow.

I really, really cannot wait to NOT have this thing hanging over my head though. This will all be over in a few weeks...