I hate my PhD sooo much.

I really really do.
Its worse than giving birth.
I don't think it will ever ever end.
The tedium and pain is relentless.

In other news. Got in at 6.00pm after having a soft drink spilt all over me.
Fighting with the shopers in IGA.
To find......

Harry baking AGAIN....

Donna bloody Hay tonight.
Chocolate cup cakes.

I only have to prepare, cook and serve dinner.
No stress.
The cupcakes are still being prepared.
Dinner is not.

I need a stiff drink.

God, give me grace to accept with serenity the things that cannot be change, Courage to change the things which should be changed, and the Wisdom to distinguish the one from the other.