No wind in these sails.

I am tired of graduate school. No seriously. I have had enough. Today we discovered, more like realized, that I have nothing new. I have not done anything novel. And you know what that means?

No third chapter. No third publication. I don’t pass go. I don’t collect my disseration.

I am not even going to get into the reprocussions of this.

I am just going to believe that one of our two options, the two options that might work out before I have a complete and total freak-out, are going to work. Actually, only one doesn’t require more research. Only more data processing. It isn’t going to be fun. But it is going to suck. Like so much of grad school.

And to think that i was just telling an old professor of mine that I liked it here. I am an idiot.