Today it is twelve months since I submitted my dissertation. At the time, I thought the examination might drag on for years, having heard a few horror stories.
There's a photo lurking around somewhere in my files of the moment when I signed the declaration in the examination copies of the thesis. If memory serves, I looked very puffy (result of poor habits in the preceding month) and the camera gave me red eye. So, puffy with lazer beams...
Now my biggest thesis-related worries are (in order): getting a book chapter off to an editor, getting two more articles together, settling on one of the five suitable projects to do next so I can apply for funding, and whether or not to get my testemur framed. I've kept the last two rolled up in the filing cabinet, but I suspect this one really ought to be behind glass.
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