Thanks to everyone that popped by to say congrats yesterday! Sorry for not replying but I have been celebrating very hard. Tonight I discovered frozés and my life is better for it.
Stopping by for a life update because it’s been a while.
PhD is submitted and I’m in limbo for now
still very overworked
my worst fears have been realised. the three (3) pear trees that are in the front and back yard at this house are, indeed, the cum variety
I’m reading A Psalm for the Wild-Built this weekend and it’s such a fucking delight. One of the best things I’ve read all year, and I’ve read over 40 books now.
The thing I’m most excited about it closing all those physical tabs open on my desktop, as well as all the mental tabs I have open in my head. I’ve been running on 100% bandwidth for about 2 years and I can’t wait to finally be done.
That and the sweet pay rise I get once I’m conferred. 👌
“Baby.” It definitely feels like that. It also feels like I’ve been pregnant for 41 months and i’m so exhausted and I’m just about ready to throw the whole thing out the window. Apparently that’s how you know you’re basically done.
Once I’ve sent it off, my supervisors want a version of the pdf for their reference. I’ve told them that even if they notice a typo in there, under no circumstances are they to tell me until I get my examiners report I can actually do something about it.
Oh no. New neighbours moved in last week a few doors down. They have been playing extremely loud edm with a very intense bass for the last 2 hours now. It’s a Saturday, it’s not late, so I don’t mind them being loud or having a party, but I just went to put some rubbish out and there’s no party. No cars or people. Just really obnoxiously loud music. Which means they’re just listening to it like this for fun…
As long as they turn it off once it gets late. I hope they do. An incredibly elderly couple live directly across the road from them and I can imagine them getting pretty distressed by it at the level that it is right now, even.
We are in the cinema about to see Oppenheimer. I’m very nervous. I have spent the entire day translating the account of a doctor who spent the days following the bomb treating the victims so I am in a very biased mindset, I know. But god I hope this is done well. A group of colleagues and people I put out a private and public plea to Nolan and Atlas entertainment to include epilogue text in the film and acknowledge the plight of the hibakusha and the downwinders and the Marshallese and all the other global hibakusha. They were ignored. Urgh Urgh Urgh. I’m trying to not be pessimistic.
Thank you! I could never forget. I just have had to be boring and limit all kinds of social media to be productive. 😮💨