ok. everything gets turned in next wednesday, but i think i'm going to make it on time. there's one more figure i have to make, and some bits are too stylistically ugly for even a mother to love, but i think i'm going to make it. as i said to minz the other day, i almost don't want to look at it any more for fear that it will burst into flames (DISSERTATION TIP #11: your thesis will not burst into flames) but for now, it's there, and exists, in some form that has a non-zero chance of being acceptable to the committee.

i checked the website for doctoral candidates planning to graduate (omg) and discovered at 4:45 pm that 5 pm on april the second was the deadline for ordering regalia, which necessitated the quickest dash between my lab and the school bookshop ever, and on the warmest day of the year so far. the robes are royal blue. nyce. while waiting in line, i mused over how much i miss just browsing in a bookshop, and promised myself that doing so would go on the list of things to do muy rapido after i defend, probably somewhere after "drink lots of beer with friends" and before "go to san francisco and do bloody nothing for 4 days".

in other news, it's spring.