One year ago, I was preparing to sleep on a bed with a plastic mattress cover, no sheets, blankets, or pillow, bundled up in a bunch of sweaters, wskirts and so on, spending my first night in Sheffield.
I may be finished with my dissertation tomorrow, if I'm really good. Not counting the printing and binding.
A year and a day, that's the usual contract isn't it?
I may be finished with my dissertation tomorrow, if I'm really good. Not counting the printing and binding.
A year and a day, that's the usual contract isn't it?
Hayoob!
Aw, geez, I'm gonna get sniffly here... everyone's growing up.
-- wolfy