November 23, 2002

  • *hiding under table...surrounded by cases and articles...the printer keeps beeping because it is out of paper*

    *pokes head out timidly, quickly ducks back under*

    I am writing my paper. It is almost done. I have 23 pages. And I am, right this minute, adding in the endnotes. I am on page 14 and so far have 134 endnotes. Yikes.

    My head hurts. And the hubby has been so sweet to me in spite of the fact that I am being a total raging bitch to everyone right now.

    He made me a grilled cheese sandwich and a glass of milk (yummy! my favorite!) for lunch and made me stop working long enough to eat it.

    I love him.

    I hate school.

    I got a job clerking at a local medical malpractice defense firm, by the way. I start monday. If I decide to come out from under this table.

Comments (6)

  • Congrats on the job and finishing your paper!!!  Yee Haw!!!! 

    Gigi

  • Whoo!  You start your new job today!  I hope it goes well and everyone is nice.  Aren't papers a bitch!  But it feels SO GOOD to turn in a well-written finished product. 

  • if you love him but hate school, all is right in the world. smile.

  • 23 pages?? *shudder* I would have to truly love (or obsessed with) the subject NOT to hate writing a paper that long.

  • That is about 19 pages too long for my taste.

  • "Oh, you hate school? Why didn't you say so? They have a support group for that. It's called everyone, and they meet at the bar."

    Words of wisdom from my friend Shannon... or one of her friends maybe, I can't remember.

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