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[in_stead]

So, my thesis was due yesterday, my thesis supervisor has left the country and hasn't been heard from since, I have a much better draft that I'd like to give to her, and the graduate secretary of my department started making "oh, well, I don't know what we're going to do about your defense!" noises that were the exact opposite of helpful.

I am proud to say that I am not freaking out, which is, of course, my default response to everything ever. I have embraced the realisation that there's nothing I can do just now, so panic would serve no purpose. Instead, I opted to ride my bike until my ass went so numb that I really couldn't feel the seat, have my grad photos taken (an act of good faith -- also, my mother made me, because I didn't get grad photos at either my high school or B.A., and my grandmothers have a picture of me from grade eight on their respective walls), and did a little impulse shopping, but not so much that I have to feel bad about how much I spent.

Now I have beer, a sad lack of Tour de France, some doubts about whether or not any Canadian channel will show the Vuelta in September, the last half of the new Harry Potter (which I started between the cycling and the grad photos), and a bucketful of denial.

As long as I have denial (and beer), it will be okay.

Comments

[msilverstar]

yikes! good for you for not freaking out. *pets you*

[in-stead.livejournal.com]

I have my moments, I must confess. But on the whole, denial is working out for me.

[the-oscar-cat.livejournal.com]

ok i really need to write this bloody post i keep meaning to write for you. with like a TON of cycling resources. i should have done it yesterday when i was sick but i got sidetracked and forgot. my bad.

however i will add it to my to do list.

if i was that way inclined i would pimp my own fic but to be honest it's full if riders who for one reason or another didn't ride this year. so i'm not sure it would very interesting. *shrugs*

however feel free to enjoy baden's tattoo. *points at icon* he used to win things. (wow. me = bitter much today?)

[in-stead.livejournal.com]

Dear the_oscar_cat,

Please, please, please, please, please, please pimp your own fic. I read It's Not About the Bike and smiled every time Tyler Hamilton was mentioned. I have plans to find and read further cycling biographies and feel that, although I haven't yet seen your riders racing, I will have sufficient background to enjoy your stories.

Also, your fic = great. As a rule. And I want.

*makes gimme hands*

I hope that you feel better today. I am more than willing to wait for cycling resources if the trade off is that you aren't sick.

Yours,
d_v_8