I realized how much I messed it up about five minutes ago when I got my thousandth "Matrix dimensions must agree" error and when I tried to find the offending line I didn't recognize the script at all. Well done, Becca! Freaking awesome.
I think preventing this sort of the thing from happening is the reason the whole department used to take off Friday afternoons and play football on the lawn outside our building. After a leisurely lunch. Wow I'm hungry. Also, extremely sore. I have a new friend who likes to go for long "walks" which are more like slow runs a la Kath and Kim and we went yesterday. Wind + 75 pound stroller + racewalking = more of a workout than I
This weekend I have to go to the Big Fancy Library at the Big University with the Library of Congress system and everything. Charlie is going to be so disappointed that there are no Curious George books and no storytime. But wait until he sees the really fabulous books on hypothesis testing I'm going to get! Woo hoo!
So now I think I'll go back to fixing whatever the heck I did wrong. So I can finish this IN MARCH and be DONE FOREVER. Yes I realize it's naive of me to think that there is an END to the dissertation process that can be quantified in traditional terms (like "March 5" and not "When you are dead"). Especially since according to Dr. Advisor "it is absolutely essential to your career to publish your dissertation." Clearly he doesn't understand that it is absolutely essential to my mental health that I put everything dissertation related into our big City of South trashcan and set it on fire the second I have my diploma. And now that I say that I feel guilty because I've put so much work into it blah blah Stockholm Syndrome blah blah. But I'm really looking forward to at least boxing it all up for a month or so.