must... stop... reading...
In the midst of everything-is-due-right-now...
End of first semester of grad school is edging a little closer to subdued hysteria.
My lack of a tightly-defined research question for my ecological stoichiometry term paper is making it WAY too
easy to just keep googling... skimming... googling... skimming... looking for the magic idea to jump out of a fucking hat.
Stop it, you*. I need to just write and write, and the rest will fall into place.
Apparently I go to the internet to give myself a pep talk.
NO MORE RESEARCH. NONE. I've got what I need to present tomorrow night. What I don't have is an actual presentation, so that's what I'll do now. Instead of more research. Instead of poring through more Works Cited sections.
Fin.
OK, let's go!
*me
End of first semester of grad school is edging a little closer to subdued hysteria.
My lack of a tightly-defined research question for my ecological stoichiometry term paper is making it WAY too
easy to just keep googling... skimming... googling... skimming... looking for the magic idea to jump out of a fucking hat.
Stop it, you*. I need to just write and write, and the rest will fall into place.
Apparently I go to the internet to give myself a pep talk.
NO MORE RESEARCH. NONE. I've got what I need to present tomorrow night. What I don't have is an actual presentation, so that's what I'll do now. Instead of more research. Instead of poring through more Works Cited sections.
Fin.
OK, let's go!
*me

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