It's Official
Nov. 17th, 2004 09:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bronwynrhI turned in my bright red leather-bound dissertation today. Two copies, plus one unbound. For this, I drove two hours up to Bton, where I parked my car in a 15-minute spot next to Starbuck's. Grabbed the box of paper and my knapsack and purse and chugged through the woods to Jordan Hall, where I chatted with everyone I met (ok, almost everyone) until I found Clay. Clay signed my dissertation(s) and abstracts and asked how I was doing, offered advice and burned a copy of my dissertation and presentation onto a CD for posterity. Blah blah blah. Chugged my way the long way 'round to the graduate school, where I stood and watched the lady pore through the documents and signed forms and such. Chugged to the bookstore to rent my robe and cap, then to the software shop to buy a cheap XP disk. The disk will likely do me no good, as I think my problem is hardware, not software. I guess the lifespan of any computer in my posession is 3.4 years. Groovy. Crossed the hall to buy a bag of popcorn and a coke before I chugged back to the car, almost two hours after I left it.
NO TICKET!
Headed for home on the road I didn't take on the way in and sped along the backways and byways, enjoying the change of scenery. Really, for a quickie trip, who wants to cover the same road twice? I hit I-65 south at mile 29 and cruised to a grinding halt at mile 18. Apparently, that 18-wheeler I saw in the ditch this morning (5 hours ago) is still not cleaned up. Sitsitsitsitsit. Rolllllll. Sit. Roollll. Sitsitsitsit . . . readabooksnoozestare. . . you get the picture. Two hours later, I'm at mile 11 and finally in the clear. That truck was gone, but he'd left a huge dent in the dirt and bush behind the guardrail. Guess they shoulda made that rail a few feet longer, eh? By the time I hit the bridge over the Ohio, I was in stop-and-go traffic again, and could no longer see the trucker who (for some reason) had taken 4 pictures of me - one for every time he passed me. Guess I looked cute. Not.
Got home 7 hours after I'd left, feeling completely deflated.
But! It's official, I AM Bronwyn E. Ramey, PhD.
Finally.
*GRIN*
NO TICKET!
Headed for home on the road I didn't take on the way in and sped along the backways and byways, enjoying the change of scenery. Really, for a quickie trip, who wants to cover the same road twice? I hit I-65 south at mile 29 and cruised to a grinding halt at mile 18. Apparently, that 18-wheeler I saw in the ditch this morning (5 hours ago) is still not cleaned up. Sitsitsitsitsit. Rolllllll. Sit. Roollll. Sitsitsitsit . . . readabooksnoozestare. . . you get the picture. Two hours later, I'm at mile 11 and finally in the clear. That truck was gone, but he'd left a huge dent in the dirt and bush behind the guardrail. Guess they shoulda made that rail a few feet longer, eh? By the time I hit the bridge over the Ohio, I was in stop-and-go traffic again, and could no longer see the trucker who (for some reason) had taken 4 pictures of me - one for every time he passed me. Guess I looked cute. Not.
Got home 7 hours after I'd left, feeling completely deflated.
But! It's official, I AM Bronwyn E. Ramey, PhD.
Finally.
*GRIN*
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Date: November 17th, 2004 06:50 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: November 17th, 2004 07:37 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: November 18th, 2004 12:39 pm (UTC)Easy!
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Date: November 17th, 2004 07:42 pm (UTC)As for me, I'm entering the antibiotic/antiviral section of pharm. Right out of my A in micro.
Fear me.
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Date: November 18th, 2004 12:41 pm (UTC)And no, I won't fear you. I'll just come to you for all my health advice.
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Date: November 17th, 2004 07:47 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: November 17th, 2004 10:55 pm (UTC)Now into post-doc land, eh?
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Date: November 18th, 2004 01:33 pm (UTC)Again.
All I can hope is that the lucrative package UW is offering includes a little raise-up for me so we can actually AFFORD to live there. Moving expenses are nice, but what could we move to?
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Date: November 17th, 2004 11:07 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: November 18th, 2004 01:34 pm (UTC)I especially like e-confetti.
Don't have to clean it up.
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Date: November 18th, 2004 05:38 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: November 18th, 2004 08:45 am (UTC)this entry makes me very, very happy.
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Date: November 18th, 2004 09:34 am (UTC)Wow, a doctor is on my friends list. I'm moving up in the world...