I find myself a wee bit disturbed by the immense glee I'm taking in unpacking my books and arranging them just so. There's even a bit of hand clapping and squeeing going on.
Do you pat some of them and say "my precious"? Do you hug some? I've been known to.
Unpacking books often takes me really long time, because I often stop to reacquaint myself with old friends by reading a chapter or two (or the book, whatever)
Timely greetings to all. I have a dissertation result! I *scraped* a distinction. This should mean I get a distinction overall. That brings me ever so slightly closer - bearing in mind the current craziness over university funding - to PhD funding. Let the rollercoaster continue!
Woo!