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So, as the people who follow my FaceBook feed are probably aware,
I got the freaking scholarship.
I shall tell the long and horror-stricken tale below.
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I got an e-mail through form the University this morning: my PhD project proposal has been accepted, and I have been formally offered a PhD placement, and my brain has so far dealt with this information with a flat-out denial. They must have meant someone else. They must have sent the e-mail to the wrong candidate, and the "hah! Your proposal ( Read more... ) -
I wish there was an emoticon for 'sheepish and mildly chastened'.
Hello, world!
I'm not dead, really, I promise; I sort of fell out of the habit of LJ-ing due to combo of moving house, starting a new degree, and Tumblr. Of those three things, I am now 1) moved, 2) settled, and 3) mostly on top of it. I'll be pulling my act together to hopefully get back to posting a couple of times a week, especially as I now have ( Read more... ) -
Let me play you the song of my people.
Yesterday I met my Incredibly Feminist, Science-Fiction-Watching, Hardcore Neuroscience-Researching, Cancer-Surviving badass of an advisor. Oh my god this woman. This. WomanWe spent thirty minutes discussing potential project directions and ninety minutes talking about feminism in modern science fiction, feminist critiques of Doctor Who and Game of ( Read more... ) -
I am a rabbit of negative euphoria, listen to me whine.
Edited on 03/10/13 to add: God, self, do not write whiny LJ posts at like 2 in the morning, it never ends well.
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Wednesday, 4th September 2013
Wi-fi
Sweet, merciful wi-fi
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Wednesday, 4th September 2013
Wi-fi
Sweet, merciful wi-fi
That is all.
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Tuesday, 3rd September 2013
Wi-fi is like oxygen. You don't consciously realise quite how dependant on it you are until it's suddenly not there any more, and then you have the distinct sensation of flailing.
So instead of staying at home, hoarding my last 15MB of phone data like I'm the squatter in Erebor, I'm at a rather nice pub enjoying a pint of cider and their free wi-fi ( Read more... ) -
Monday, 2nd September 2013
Note to self: the radiators of the new flat have been constructed to blueprints specifically designed to tempt souls hellwards by way of forcing you to stomp, scream, and swear whilst spending forty five minutes retrieving whatever the hell has fallen down the back of them.
The skirting boards are not your allies. The drill will not co-operate. ( Read more... ) -
Thursday, 29th August 2013
Aargh aargh moving out ( Read more... )