My self-inflicted thesis deadline of the end of August whooshed by, slightly ruffling my alread ruffled hair in the process. One of the many good skills I picked up at StoneThree Pty. Ltd., may it become a huge company and may the people behind it become staggeringly rich, was to build ‘slop’ into any schedule. ‘Slop’ is extra time that comes in very handy when things take longer than you had planned. Like now.
I’m buring into my slop time at a terrifying pace. Fortunately I’m burning into the remaining pages of my thesis at a similarly terrifying pace. Unfortunately, the remaining pages of my thesis are monstrously bad-assed, so it’s a stressful race against time. Argh! It’s like some nail-biting edge-of-your-seat movie, except that it’s no fun at all.
So, that’s why I’ve been so quiet. I’ll let you know as soon as it’s done. A few months after that, I’ll get my License To Be An Utter Asshole. During the waiting period, I’ll be spending most of my time in the bar next door.