Maybe it's time that I accepted the fact that my sleep schedule has become infinitely malleable. I was up until seven in the morning last night.

Now there's a sentence.

Tonight is the Night of the Thesis. I have no worries, maybe I should but I don't. Honestly, I'm already satisfied with what I have. It's not as earth-shattering as I'd once hoped, but it's a good workmanlike effort.

I've been a bit of a perfectionist so far in my revisions. I guess I should speed it up, but this is my baby. I spent most of the weekend reviewing the research and digging wonderful holes to throw my free time in.

The plan is to finish the little stuff and then see if I need to add anything big. Biking to Kinkos is involved at some point, that's what I'm really worried about.

See, our program puts all the theses in a little cabinet, where they are never seen again, and I have to get my thesis bound. Very exciting. I'm also posting it on my little blog weblog, naturally. Even one cite would be cause for celebration: what liquor goes best with blogging?

But really, our program should follow in the footsteps of other schools (NCSU has some interesting blog stuff) and put the theses online as PDFs.

Or even Word files, if making PDFs is too difficult. (It's not.)

Advantages: it would keep up the pretense of usefulness, simplify the process of browsing through past theses looking for advisors and whatnot, maybe even encourage that process, and it would let maphiosi see what's expected of them.

Disadvantages? Well, bandwidth, but, honestly, I'm just talking about making everyone's work available, I have no illusions that many people will be interested. Privacy would only be an issue if maphiosi couldn't opt-out.

Ah. But... buckling. I should definitely buckle. Must revise thesis until it is perfect, until I'm on my third mug of crazy-orange-caffeine-tea and my eyes begin to bleed.