So I was peeing tonight, an activity I often enjoy, when I started talking to myself about how to find the eigenvalue of a Leslie matrix with two age classes.
It fucking freaked me the fuck out.
And that's when I knew, grad school is devouring not only my time and health but also my sanity.
In other news, I just paid an obscene amount to the university for rent and parking and I noticed that on my billing information it has both my school and the degree in progress "doctor of philosophy," which is pretty trippy to me.
My friend, also in a Ph.D program, wonders if it will ever get old. I for one can't wait until the day I can say: "I'm not a doctor but... oh wait, I am!"
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MMmmm...eigenvalues. I hated statistics sooooo much.
And don't get me started on matrices. I had a course that was matrices, matrices, matrices. Blah.
not a real doctor, of course. but tell yourself whatever you like.
(just kidding.)
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