An indicator of trouble in academitopia
by Your Secret Correspondent
thistle
This morning, as I tried to summon the will to get out of bed, this happy thought crossed my mind, "Oh, thank god, I get to do my taxes first thing this morning, instead of working on the research project that is ruining my life and potentially driving me out of graduate school."
When filing federal taxes* seems like a blessed respite from the emotional drama of my research project, there might be room for improvements in my work-life.
And speaking of that cursed project, I've reached the point where opening the laptop and trying to work on the project feels like sitting down to coffee with someone who has just dumped you but still want to be 'friends'. To paraphrase
Dorotha Harried, why do i let 80's movies happen in my research projects? haven't i learned by now?
*which I know will result in me owing a lot of money because you can't have automatic withholding of fellowship money (?!?)