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Dreadful Nonsense

"I've read your blog. it's really funny. you should write a column." - Jon Ronson

Graphs and stats and bar charts... oh my!

That said, of course, it's obviously already getting so very much better.

Today, a massive success. In fact, from yesterday around about when I pressed "publish post", metaphorically pulled my socks up and decided to take life, once more, by the horns, the turn around has been fantastic. For one thing, instead of spending my time blogging about how miserable I was, I spent the rest of yesterday teaming up with another girl and melding our two shoddy experiments in to one that I think might actually have a chance of throwing up some interesting and - more importantly, in terms of my degree - some statistically significant results. Anything we can put on a graph is astonishingly fine by me. I'm a graph kinda gal, ladies and gents. You heard it here first.

So once I got over my massive sulk that may or may not have stemmed from the fact that I was more hormonally charged than I had realised, having lost track, calender wise, of the significant days of the lunar cycle, if y'all know what I'm saying, and I think you do, I've cheered up no end. It's amazing what a bit of menstruation will do for you.

Sharing too much now? Good.

The summer school, in tiny summary, is going much better and I was just thinking to myself not 20 minutes ago as I walked across campus from the last lecture of the day (on autobiographical memory) towards the computer labs where I am currently researching literature on superstitious and irrational thinking and not, as one or two of you may think, pissing about wasting college resources blogging, I was just thinking to myself how much I'm starting to enjoy the routine of it all again.

Oh, I love me some routine. We get up at 7am, queue for the showers, get dressed, go down to the cafeteria, queue for some breakfast, walk to our tutorial at 9am, have an hour's tutorial, run our experiments for an hour, go to a lecture, queue for lunch in the canteen, act as participants for other people's experiments for an hour, have another tutorial, queue for dinner in the canteen, have another lecture, and then head off to the computer labs for further research for the following day. I don't know about you, but this is a dream come true for me. I was built for a life of academia.

Right. Let's get researching.


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