Hi, Harpies! I just floated in here on teensy fairy wings after a sustained absence, because I FINALLY. FINISHED. MY DISSERTATION.
That’s right, your friend PhDork is now a real Ph.D. (Okay, not quite yet, but I’m going to just enjoy the thought for the moment.) I chose my handle several years ago, around the time I finished my coursework, “advanced to candidacy,” and started working on the proposal. Impostor Syndrome has been a persistent frenemy of mine, so the name came from the idea that being a “PhD candidate” was fancy way of saying “PhDummy” or “PhDork.” Et voila.
But I did it. I fucking DID IT. It took waaaaaaay longer than I wanted, and was far more difficult that I could have anticipated, with all kinds of derails–both academic and personal–over the years, but I defended the thing (with style!) on Tuesday, with the Dude and BroDork and friends in attendance, and it was the sweetest day of my life, truly, because finishing the diss actually meant that I finally defeated (although maybe not forever) all the self-critical shit-talk I do about “I’m not smart enough, I’m not tough enough, I’m not ___ enough.” I won out over me, if that makes sense.
So I’m pretty much walking on air. And then my birthday was Wednesday, and I was given new books and a riding lesson and flowers and all sort of treats, and my students sang to me, and I had an amazing meal with some of my most favorite people in the universe. And tonight there will be carousing and cupcakes and beer and happy, happy crying, probably. (I’ve been doing some blubbing, lately.)
Okay, so braggity-broo, enough about me. What’s going right with you? New job? Promotion? Acceptance letters? Completion of a big project? Travel plans? Met someone new and exciting? Got rid of someone old and horrible? Had a really good hair day? Tell me about it. I haven’t felt this good in a long time, and I wanna spread some sunshine all over the place while it lasts.
GIANT HARPY HUGS 4 EVERYONE!!! (Also: I’m still totally a Dork.)