Thanks to everyone that popped by to say congrats yesterday! Sorry for not replying but I have been celebrating very hard. Tonight I discovered frozés and my life is better for it.
Stopping by for a life update because it’s been a while.
PhD is submitted and I’m in limbo for now
still very overworked
my worst fears have been realised. the three (3) pear trees that are in the front and back yard at this house are, indeed, the cum variety
I’m reading A Psalm for the Wild-Built this weekend and it’s such a fucking delight. One of the best things I’ve read all year, and I’ve read over 40 books now.
The thing I’m most excited about it closing all those physical tabs open on my desktop, as well as all the mental tabs I have open in my head. I’ve been running on 100% bandwidth for about 2 years and I can’t wait to finally be done.
That and the sweet pay rise I get once I’m conferred. 👌
“Baby.” It definitely feels like that. It also feels like I’ve been pregnant for 41 months and i’m so exhausted and I’m just about ready to throw the whole thing out the window. Apparently that’s how you know you’re basically done.
Once I’ve sent it off, my supervisors want a version of the pdf for their reference. I’ve told them that even if they notice a typo in there, under no circumstances are they to tell me until I get my examiners report I can actually do something about it.
I just wonder where it comes from at all? Absolutely nothing that I’ve done/watched/read/whatever recently seems linked. Why did my brain pull that out?
Taiyaki are basically just pancake batter filled with whatever. Traditionally red bean paste. This time I did red bean paste, chestnut paste and Nutella. I also really like filling them them a crème patissiere or yuzu curd if I have enough time/foresight to make it ahead. Because you cook them in the special mold, they get a nice crispy outside. People tend to have a preference for eating the head or the tail first. I personally like to go tail-first 😈
Urgh. The ‘real’ dreams are the worst. It must have been the night for it.
There was nothing particularly directly threatening to myself in the dream, and the events of dream itself was pretty mundane, but the sense and feeling that I wasn’t safe just living my life was enough to have me waking up in a sweat.
Thank you! I could never forget. I just have had to be boring and limit all kinds of social media to be productive. 😮💨