The bloody thing is away, in the safe hands of the paperman. It was a bit of a close call, but I made. Thanks to my beloved.
And the one thing that really bugs me: I have this idea/feeling/vague memory that I didn't was Mister Last Minute. But somehow with a lot of things this year, I always did it at the last possible moment.
Which makes me wonder, is the idea/feeling/vague memory correct? Or is it a fabrication of my mind to assure me: once it was different and with little work you can go back. But I never do.
Ah well. Onwards towards the next phase: finishing the damn practical work and get some sort of a presentation ready by next week.
I'll get you Thesis, I'll get you good!
And the one thing that really bugs me: I have this idea/feeling/vague memory that I didn't was Mister Last Minute. But somehow with a lot of things this year, I always did it at the last possible moment.
Which makes me wonder, is the idea/feeling/vague memory correct? Or is it a fabrication of my mind to assure me: once it was different and with little work you can go back. But I never do.
Ah well. Onwards towards the next phase: finishing the damn practical work and get some sort of a presentation ready by next week.
I'll get you Thesis, I'll get you good!
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