.- quantum uncertainty -.

Through a long, convoluted series of events and conversations, I have been informed of my final grade in Research Methods.

I got an A.

<falls down dead of shock>

Not a B. Not a B+. Not an A-.

An A.

My second A of my university career.

Woo.

Went for ice cream with JB, ran into IL and her friend, whose name I have promptly forgotten, then we all went back to her place and hung out for a while.

Nice evening.

Still can't believe I got an A.

Wow.

And I am not done, yet.

I think I could be finished by 9am.

That would be good. I'd still get more than 4 hours of sleep before going to work.

Why am I posting? Because, by golly, if I have to suffer through the excruciating prolongment (is that even a word?!) of this project, so must you. My friends. My pals. My buddies. Those who stand with me against all that with which life chooses to challenge me.

Of course this isn't friendslocked, because hey, spreading the evil is almost as fun as conquering it. But this is meant for my friends to read -- they're my audience. And have been very supportive over the last three months. (And, in most cases, much longer than three months.)

I have 12 tables in my Discussion of Findings section, and now I just need to discuss those findings. Then a simple conclusion and a quick summary/abstract. And then a quick read over.

Then, I print it, somehow force my stapler through more than FORTY-FOUR PAGES (I'm going to be creative. Just you watch.) and then get dressed and catch the bus to school, dropping it off well before noon.

Then coming home and SLEEPING for 3-4 hours.

Then going to work.

Then coming home and sleeping until FOREVER.

I am actually considering calling my mom to see if she has one of those black clips with the metal legs that I can use to hand in my paper and my research journal... Mmm. I'll give her another 20 minutes. ;)

Okay. On with the tea!

I am going to make a second cup of tea.

Called in to work. Left a message saying "can't make it, terribly sorry, big research project due, I'll work extra next Tuesday." (Which is going to SUCK. I'm going to work Friday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday. BLECH.)

Had a minor freakout thanks to my mother.

JB made me feel better.

Done most (all?) of my correlational analyses. Am working on overview of results, to be followed by discussion of findings, conclusion and then abstract summary.

Would be nice to have this done by 10pm or so tonight.

I hate this class.

Also, am starving.

That is all. For now.

After the ecstasy that was yesterday (final project extension for the whole class 'till MONDAY(!!! :D), going out for a drink with JB after class, the pure relief after having done my presentation... Murphy had to show his ugly head today.

I'm up north. And it's raining.

Of course.

Hopefully, it'll clear up enough for me to see the Perseids tonight, tan tomorrow and see more meteors tomorrow night before I leave to come home on Sunday evening.

Cross your bits for me. And for JB, who is currently almost 2/3 of the way through her Social Theory exam.

It could be worse for me, though. I could have taken Social Theory this summer, too. I'm SO GLAD I took it last year.

And as soon as the septic tank guys leave, my dad and I are going to play Scrabble. So there is that. :)

I FOUND MY VISINE!

I have been looking for my Visine for, oh, a month and a half.

But I found it under a spindle of CDs tonight!

Yay!

'course, it's not really something I use except when sitting in front of the computer for hours on end with the fan blowing on me and drying out my eyes. But such will be the case tonight! And I have Visine!

YAY!

Okay. 17 hours in which to finish EVERYTHING for Research Methods.

Wish me luck.

I should like to take this moment to thank my father for buying a computer when I was nine years old, and to thank my parents for sending me to a school where we learned how to use word processors at the age of seven and eight.

I'd like to thank my dad for supporting me in all aspects of interest with computers -- from him teaching me how to use a mouse to using the dialup program for the modem, from letting me take a silly BASIC class at a daycamp to getting an IBM clone 286.

Without all my interest in computers in the past, I would surely be dead of freaked-outedness at the moment.

I've been wildly guessing how to do things in programs I've rarely used or never used before (SPSS and Power Point), on a tight schedule today, and it seems I'm pretty damn intuitive, because I helped JB compute a bunch of columns into a new variable without even testing it out myself, and I made a pretty graph and copied it into my Power Point presentation, all without trouble.

And I am EXTREMELY thankful at this moment that I have this level of comfort and familiarity with programs that I'm able to fumble through without too much issue. And it's basically all thanks to my dad.

So even though he'll never see this entry... Thanks, Dad. I really appreciate your encouragement and support over the years.

I cannot believe I'm still working on something for Research Methods that was due on June 16th. (I did hand it in, partly done, but I seem to have mostly avoided it for the last two months.)

Probably not sleeping tonight. Would be nice to nap from 11am-4pm or so, though.

As my last official act of procrastination for the night:

( A 5 Things Meme )

Back to work. (Had a regular shift at the job tonight. 51 minutes on the phone with an 83 year old retired nurse does NOT a fun evening make. Stupid shingles.)

Handed in my second methodology assignment and am looking forward to getting it back tomorrow night so I can work on putting it up online and getting a random sample of people actually doing it, so I have data to analyze!

I like the methodological parts of RM, but not the researchy parts. I wonder what the hell use methodology is without research, though. Hm.

Anyways, I've got to leave for work in just a few, but I wanted to inform you all that I slept for something like THIRTEEN HOURS and oh my GOD did that feel good. (I now have a sinus headache, but that's just 'cause it's raining.)

Class tomorrow night, working on Friday, Shakespeare in the Park on Saturday and working on Sunday. My life is non-stop excitement, I tell ya.