Thesis! Oh, thesis!

Homework! Oh, homework!

I hate you! You stink!
I wish I could wash you
away in the sink.
If only a bomb
would explode you to bits.
Homework! Oh, homework!
You're giving me fits.
I'd rather take baths
with a man-eating shark,
or wrestle a lion
alone in the dark,
eat spinach and liver,
pet ten porcupines,
than tackle the homework
my teacher assigns.
Homework! Oh, homework!
You're last on my list.
I simply can't see
why you even exist.
If you just disappeared
it would tickle me pink.
Homework! Oh, homework!
I hate you! You stink!

When I was in the 5th grade, I quite enjoyed the poetry (aka clever rhymes) of Jack Prelutsky. Among my favorites was the poem Homework! Oh, homework!, which I included above for your reading enjoment. I thought of it recently, although I must confess that I imagined the word 'thesis' replacing 'homework'. And I felt badly about it containing the word 'hate'. Because really, my sentiments are not quite so vitriolic, plus I try to avoid that word generally.

Anyway...I am well underway in working on my thesis. The goal is to have a full first draft, introduction to conclusion with everything in between, to my professor by the 27th. And there is a lot to do, and I am super confused with my correlations table right now.

But, I am working on it. In the past my days looked like this:

But no more. Me and my thesis are going to be spending lots of quality time (QT) together. And it will be great.