Sunday, June 20, 2010

Why I should not finish my PhD

  1. No job when I finish. No income.
  2. No home when I finish. No reason to stay in my apartment, in town, in the country.
  3. It's so hard. I'm very tired.
  4. I don't understand how to do the hard parts. I don't think it's possible to do it alone.
  5. Who's going to read it anyway? Honestly?
  6. I have test anxiety. My dissertation defense is THE BIGGEST TEST EVER. Ironically, I can't use my usual coping strategy of over-preparation.
  7. I have a conflict with one of my committee members. He has taken action to exclude me from pursuing my field of study once I finish. He has cast a vote of no confidence, even before my defense. I believe that this is due to professional jealousy, not because my work is low quality.
  8. My heart is broken and I've lost faith in the process. I've learned that academia does not take care of you, even if you give your whole heart to it.
  9. My therapist says I don't have to finish if I don't want to. That sounds like blasphemy to me and it's incredibly titillating.
Why I should finish my PhD:
  1. I can remember when I loved my project. I want to love it again.
  2. I secretly think that having a PhD will make me bulletproof.
  3. Once it's finished, it's finished. I might even get my life back.

Which list is more convincing to you?


Sunday, June 13, 2010

Summering down south

I'm in Florida for the summer doing an internship. Not the usual approach for a PhD student, but I DO need to find a job someday and they say experience helps. I like my internship way better than I like my dissertation, but I imagine I'd feel ambivalent about it if it were my dissertation. What sweet irony or whatever.

So far in Florida...
I learned that I have a fairly severe allergy to bedbugs.
My dog was bitten by a puggle and has 3 staples in her ear.
My dog has fleas.
My dog has been wearing a cone for a week. She is pissed.
There are bats here and I like that.
There are alligators here and that seems dangerous.
It is unreasonably hot. That sucks.
The Cuban restaurant was not as good as I'd hoped.
I'm really itchy.

Dissertation progress:
  1. Made a table with 400 boxes - check one box for each hour of work on my dissertation.
  2. 28 boxes are checked so far. 372 to go.
  3. I had a new idea today about how to do something. It felt weird and pleasant.
  4. I have not acted on idea mentioned above.
  5. Considering having the "I am not going to stay in academics" conversation with my advisor in a couple weeks. Worried that he will be disappointed.
  6. Set a defense date. November 2. Backup date Feb 2. Backup-backup date April 2.
Back at home, my goldfish has died. Rest in peace, Ricky Ricardo Jr.
Thanks to my good friend HatHair for burying him with dignity and a water gun salute.