FML (So, Bring Me Two Pina Coladas)
Aug. 1st, 2009 11:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I'm back from the beach.
The giant scary exam? That's done.
The bigger and scarier paper. It's not done. It's like, the more I do, the more there is to do. I did finally locate the rubric and start tailoring the mess to size.
I have thirty three pages of other scientists'convoluted garbage relevant studies that must magically become fifteen pages of hardcore unfucking with my Misguided Powers of English.
See, the rubric enlightened me. I can go to fifteen pages. Which is a mercy. My own conclusions, stacked end-to-end, are maybe 2.5 pages.
Putting everything in "I was going for simple-past but it's actually some mutant version of present tense", ala` my default fanfic!voice, made 109 pages of Copypasta WITH NOTES into...was it really still in the sixties two days ago?
The editing alone is some kind of nightmare.
It must get done, tomorrow. Or I fail.
And then I have to make another one just like it. Y'know, for the same reason.
*way off key and out of bounds* RUSSIAN ROULETTE IS NOT THE SAME WITHOUT A GUN
Also, I apparently kick ass at Texas hold 'em. And that quiz thing insists I'm Uhura.
Sometimes I think if I hear that word frequency just once more, I'll cry.
I most respectfully submit to Mr. J. Barden of Howard University that the social sciences are sciences, not literature and therefore do not demand the passive circuituous contortions of which you seem inordinately fond.
Also, this "co-occur"? Methinks the word you're groping for is "simultaneously".
I solemnly swear that one adverb will not kill you.
I could go on for pages about how I've learned my lesson and I'll never do it again, but those are both lies.
To the pain. <3
The giant scary exam? That's done.
The bigger and scarier paper. It's not done. It's like, the more I do, the more there is to do. I did finally locate the rubric and start tailoring the mess to size.
I have thirty three pages of other scientists'
See, the rubric enlightened me. I can go to fifteen pages. Which is a mercy. My own conclusions, stacked end-to-end, are maybe 2.5 pages.
Putting everything in "I was going for simple-past but it's actually some mutant version of present tense", ala` my default fanfic!voice, made 109 pages of Copypasta WITH NOTES into...was it really still in the sixties two days ago?
The editing alone is some kind of nightmare.
It must get done, tomorrow. Or I fail.
And then I have to make another one just like it. Y'know, for the same reason.
*way off key and out of bounds* RUSSIAN ROULETTE IS NOT THE SAME WITHOUT A GUN
Also, I apparently kick ass at Texas hold 'em. And that quiz thing insists I'm Uhura.
Sometimes I think if I hear that word frequency just once more, I'll cry.
I most respectfully submit to Mr. J. Barden of Howard University that the social sciences are sciences, not literature and therefore do not demand the passive circuituous contortions of which you seem inordinately fond.
Also, this "co-occur"? Methinks the word you're groping for is "simultaneously".
I solemnly swear that one adverb will not kill you.
I could go on for pages about how I've learned my lesson and I'll never do it again, but those are both lies.
To the pain. <3