My Fortune7000

I have decided that I shall launch myself wholeheartedly into this dissertation that I have decided to undertake. It is not an easy task, but it does look promising. I guess, all I have to do, is read and read and read and read (easy!) and then organise my thoughts (very hard for a scatterbrain like me!) and then launch into Nobel-Prize-author-mode.
 
Hmmm, I could seclude myself in a log cabin in the woods, and then encounter a brash, crazed-looking country farmer who claims that my last published success was ripped off word-for-word from his own book and proceed to go into a battle of minds, horror-house settings and whatnot.

*brrr! that's my scatterbrain for you* :)

Oh.. it looks so formidable! The dreaded 7000 is nothing compared to the rough estimate of >25000 words I'm supposed to choke up to have an extra few letters behind my "title" when I graduate. Barter and trade-wise, that isn't much of a bargain. But, as BurgerKingKrishna and I said, "We asked for it."
*shrugs*
Suckers for punishment.

Well, let's see how the next 6 months go.

*gazes into murky crystal wine glass*

"I foresee... stress, a lot of unnecessary and procrastinating blogging about how one should stop procrastinating and start work, and a mysterious encounter in August." :)

*proceeds to fill up that glass with more wine, because we all know a glass half-full is still half-empty*