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I've been living with my dissertation looming large over me and every one in my vicinity (sorry, people) for four years and five months now.

Me: Yipppeeee! I'm nearly done with another paper!
Artist-in-residence: Great. What about your phd?
No. 1 biker boy: Bwahahahahaaaa!

Me: Don't you get it?!? Every time I finish a paper I'm closer to getting the damn phd!!!

Silent mirth on every one's faces.

Me: GRRRRR!!! After this just three more papers to go!
Artist-in-residence: Heeheehee! Gasp! Ok. That's good!
No. 1 biker boy: Very good. We're sooo proud of you. Heeheehee.

Me: Sit a little closer please, so I can smash your heads together.
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the mad hatter said…
heya padma! glad to see you in blogosphere.
11 April 2007 at 22:06
padma said…
Thanks for the welcome! Am still a bit unsure of what I'm doing here, in blogosphere, but anyway it feels right and i guess that's what matters.
20 April 2007 at 17:27
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