D-day -2

Acute panic anxiety (to speak Swenglish) set in today at around 17. Not about my preparations for the defense (or rather the complete lack thereof), but about that I suddenly realised that it is customary to invite your opponent and thesis committee members to the disputation party - and lo and behold, I soooo haven't done that (I blame the culture here at the division - during six years only ONE person has had the party the same day as the disputation, and that was on a Monday...).

Anyhow, I of course fell down into the stress cone like a static line student on jump 2. With tears in my cow-eyes and severe tunnel vision I ran to my supervisor, who helped me phrase an "invite-with-the-elbow"-email. So far, three out of five have replied and not one (so far) have said that they'll recommend FAIL, due to late invitation. Pheeeeww....

I still haven't recovered completely, so instead of doing something important, I'm making placement cards with a creative naming convention.

By the way, do you remember that day of fame last week? No? Really? You know, I got interviewed and all. Still no bell ringing....? Anyway, today it was published and they even posted a press release. Now I'm just waiting for the phone to start ringing. Everybody will want a piece of me now. Time to get that assistant going...