I just finished writing all three chapters of my dissertation proposal. All 66+ pages of it. A little proofreading tonight, after my tired eyes have had a bit of a break, and then I’m sending that baby off to my advisor. Maybe I should buy him a bottle of wine to make the experience a little more pleasant? I’m not saying it’s bad, but reading a 66 page first draft can not be anyone’s idea of a good time, even if it’s good.

Man, I feel like I just had a kid or something. I’m in this weird no-man’s land between ecstasy and exhaustion, which means I am definitely going to bed early tonight. I’m going to sleep the sleep of the just and hard-working, that’s for sure.

Next up, conference paper!