Dissertations are funny things. Somehow they suck the life out of both the writer and the topic, while simultaioniously making time between the present and the deadline fly by. Among the ways Ive found to avoid writing:
Taking a lovely trip to the Lakes District in the north of England (see see photos above)
Spending time laughing at this lovely blog: http://lovelylisting.blogspot.com/, which has provided me with enough laughs to make Mr. Sheildmaiden think I had gone off the deep end completely. I was sure that any picture from my hometown in New Jersey would do, so I looked up listings in Union City. Sure enough the first place with interior photos fit the bill, and I am honored to be name dropped in the blog! Hurray! Another few hours killed in their tracks.
Making a lovely dinner for friends at my place, of which I do not have photos but have witnesses! If nothing else, I should have gotten a most improved award. A few weeks ago I couldn't make anything except pasta and eggplant moussaka. Now I have variety. Another day down.
Sitting around being excited and nervous for my new job. I really am frothing at the bit to get started. I got a lovely email from my new boss, again welcoming me to the team and asking if she could take me out to lunch on my first day. Very sweet, and really thoughtful. I saw the same position that I've been accepted for advertised in Melbourne, and as the weather in London is turning more dreary, I keep thinking about how nice it would be to jet off to a life down under... Not this year I guess, but its good to know that they need those skills elsewhere as well. Maybe in a few years....
OK so enough yammering, back to work. If any of you happen to have experience working with PRTs in Iraq and Afghanistan, I would love to get the chance to talk to you for my dissertation.
Cheers!
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