"What part of 'the next time I see your punnim they'll be on the moon' didn't you understand?"

Dear Weather,

We don't need any more snow.  Seriously.  Just stop.  Also, the crazy 50 mph wind is just mean.

Sincerely,

starzki 

In other news, I'm nearing the end of my first draft of the dissertation.

Yay.  x . x

I'll probably finish a chapter today.  That leaves one chapter left.  If I wasn't sure this thing would come back with a month's worth of revisions to do (and honestly, probably more than that), I'd be almost chipper about it.  As it is, I just know I'm going to cry a LOT when my advisor is done reading it and gives me her critiques.

I also wish I could write during the day.  I can sit and struggle to write a paragraph from 10am to 4pm, but when 6pm rolls around, I'm suddenly on fire and cranking out page after page until bedtime.  Then, I can't sleep because my mind is just going 100mph, then I have freaky Full Metal Panic dreams.

Hmm.  I think writing this dissertation will ultimately wreak havoc on my sanity.

Back to writing!