What just happened was hella suck.
I just wrote a message of apology and explanation to you, my two loyal readers, with really elaborate and flowery descriptions of how entirely miserable graduate school life is, etc., which was then erased with an unthinking flick of the thumb.
Yipes.
In any event, let me update you. I have apparently given myself another ulcer. Sleep is a sensuous pleasure which largely eludes me. I have begun vomiting bile again.
In three weeks I begin my "qualifying exam" process, through which the department will determine whether I deserve to proceed to the PhD level or not. During these two weeks I have two major assignments due in Japanese, as well as a 25-page paper on Japanese media. So I'm shitting my pants.
Here is some e-joyment for you:
http://www.mycathatesyou.com/
Yipes.
In any event, let me update you. I have apparently given myself another ulcer. Sleep is a sensuous pleasure which largely eludes me. I have begun vomiting bile again.
In three weeks I begin my "qualifying exam" process, through which the department will determine whether I deserve to proceed to the PhD level or not. During these two weeks I have two major assignments due in Japanese, as well as a 25-page paper on Japanese media. So I'm shitting my pants.
Here is some e-joyment for you:
http://www.mycathatesyou.com/
