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So. It's a little before half past nine at night. I've worked through pretty much solidly from 5 this morning. (I don't do all-nighters, not even when pretty much everything is in the balance; I know from experience I get more done by sleeping for 6 hours and then working for 2, than trying to bash through for 8.)

Good things:
  • The thesis is really done except for finalizing the pagination, which I can't face at the moment.
  • I ran into the wife of my convener (who is herself the convener for the other two PhD students, S&S), and she says the Friday deadline is not as absolute as I thought it was when I was panicking. As long as the appropriate people get their copies sometime next week, it's all fine. There's no reason on earth this won't happen.
  • Apparently the way forward with preliminary copies is to print stuff out on lab computers, and take a big wodge of paper to the print shop who will bind it either immediately or the next day. This saves me a lot of headaches.
  • I'm not dead. I'm not gonna fail unless the thesis is really sub-par, which in all honesty I don't think it is.
Bad things:
  • The thesis is still not at the printers.
  • I've been awake for 19 hours and counting and not eaten for 9. My hands are killing me and I'm generally a wreck. There aren't enough hours between now and tomorrow to recover from what I've done to myself.
  • Microsoft Office sucks even more than I already realized it did. I won't bore you with the details of how many ways this stupid bloody program has messed me around today and made a long and painful process vastly worse.
  • Partly related to the above, I suspect printing out the figures is going to be more than a matter of just clicking 'print'.
The last section of my acknowledgements says:
The crowd at the Livre d’Or for keeping me sane.
MF, unanima mea soror
Thank you so much for all the comfort and advice and rooting for me, in the past couple of days especially but really ever since I joined LJ. (The slightly cryptic reference to my LJ friendslist is because I don't want the examiners to find this journal with creative googling. But I mean you guys.)

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Date: 2005-04-06 08:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rysmiel.livejournal.com
Thank you for taking the time to check in, and doubly thank so for doing so now, when it had time to propagate to me before I left work; was getting concerned, and would have been a mite worried to hear nothing at all from you today. *hug*

So. It's a little before half past nine at night. I've worked through pretty much solidly from 5 this morning. (I don't do all-nighters, not even when pretty much everything is in the balance; I know from experience I get more done by sleeping for 6 hours and then working for 2, than trying to bash through for 8.)

That's eminently sensible of you, and I'm getting much better about that. [ I've told you the story with the 120-hour working week in it, haven't I ? ]

I ran into the wife of my convener (who is herself the convener for the other two PhD students, S&S), and she says the Friday deadline is not as absolute as I thought it was when I was panicking. As long as the appropriate people get their copies sometime next week, it's all fine. There's no reason on earth this won't happen.

Excellent. I had been hoping it was something like this.

I've been awake for 19 hours and counting and not eaten for 9. My hands are killing me and I'm generally a wreck. There aren't enough hours between now and tomorrow to recover from what I've done to myself.

Think in terms of how much functionality you need to recover until the thing is at the printers. All else you just need to hold off until you've done that and got back to bed.


The last section of my acknowledgements says:
The crowd at the Livre d'Or for keeping me sane.


That's lovely. Thank you.

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Date: 2005-04-07 03:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hatam-soferet.livejournal.com
Dear fish, print in large letters and stick below your screen the following: "Eating is not a displacement activity." You have to eat! (damn, am I a Jewish mother or what?)

I'm glad you've finally beaten it into submission, though, congrats, hugs, tea, chocolate.

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Date: 2005-04-07 06:08 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] darcydodo
*big big hug*

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Date: 2005-04-07 08:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lisekit.livejournal.com
Well done, you! Glad to hear it's all there, and I send a sympathetic nod in the direction of your pagination woes. (Actually, I *still* had some misnumbered pages by the time I submitted mine - don't ask!)

Now take it down the copy shop and yhave yourself a well earned rest! Champagne in order, I think. Who's taking you out for some bubbly?

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Date: 2005-04-07 12:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blue-mai.livejournal.com
eat now, postpone recovering until tomorrow evening xx

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Date: 2005-04-07 05:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] draconid.livejournal.com
I haven't said anything to your earlier posts because I know I'm just going to say "it's going to be okay" and "*hugs*". So.. uhm.. *hugs* and glad to hear it's going to be okay.

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Date: 2005-04-07 08:24 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] pthalo
I got the package! Thank you so much for it and for the goodies you put inside.

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