Thursday, August 23, 2007


I am, no surprise, writing my book and editing my poster and talk. The book because the poster and talk are bumming me out and I'm nearly finished drafting the book chapters! I have maybe 3 left to write before I start to edit and see if anything makes sense.

I spent 80 minutes or so presenting the poster and talk to my group while they ate pizza and ripped all that I know to shreds. I was a sad plankton and due to Friend's penchant for SpongeBob, I told her today that I belonged in a crabby patty where I couldn't hurt anyone with my mistaken belief that I can actually do science.

"Has the poster been printed yet?" Someone asked after everyone had viewed its projection on the large screen for a moment.

"Nope." I said. "If you see anything that needs to be changed, go ahead." I turned over the sheet of paper - the first of 3 that I'd use - after 15 minutes of 'change this,' 'that's not right,' 'that sounds weird,' and 'that looks funny.' It's not even that big a poster! I can't remember anything that those feeder fish left alone!

It took 30 minutes and 3 tries for me to close that window. Then I started on my talk - 12 slides. I think the first 2 made it without being attacked. Maybe my group was tired after the poster? But the rest of the talk was summarily critiqued as I wrote down corrections as fast as I could take notes. I'm re-doing nearly all the figures. And text. And legends. It turns out that the slides I'd spent weeks making were, how shall I say it, not so good.

So I'm busy doing that as well as summarizing into pseudo-fictional chapters my decent into depression. It's super fun.

But it is nearly complete. So there's hope that tomorrow will be better.


Anonymous said...

good luck with all that work!

Cee said...

Oh, poor plankton! That sounds like a dreadful experience. Hope tomorrow's an improvement.

Phdladybug said...

Keep going. Everything will be alright, sometimes it just feels like a marathon...

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