Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Now What?

Yesterday my thesis was bound.

I will not look at it again before I submit it on Friday. I know that if I check over it now any spelling errors will be immediately obvious, even though during proof-reading they hid from view like the proverbial clown fish in the caesar salad.

So, in the words of Simon and Garfunkel, I've got nothing to do today but smile.

Or, less appropriately, as the Beatles said, I am the walrus.  Goo goo goo joob.

Or perhaps The Bedroom Philosopher put it best: I just felt like ice-cream wrapped in biscuit crumbs.

However true those sentiments are, today is not a day of rest for me.  For a start, yesterday I found an Easter egg behind the washing machine.  Either we have an infestation of bunnies, or I have found Stuart's secret chocolate stash. 

I'm heading into the laundry very soon with my reaching stick to find out which it is.


  1. YAY!!!!

    Go hand it in and have a rest and/or beer. Or ten. You probably need it!

  2. Smashing! Congrats! And, so handy for propping up wobbly tables.

  3. Surely it's not too late for you to insert an addendum about your archaeochocolic find? That's got to be worth some extra marks...

  4. No way. If I don't publish it, nobody will know if I eat it.


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