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Jul. 28th, 2007 03:02 amSometimes, Slick really resonates with me. A lot of times, actually. I think that's what makes SinFest a successful commic (at least IMHO).
Also, This is awesome.
(Re: My Thesis, for those of you keeping score at home. I don't know, it seems like it yo-yos all the time, and as soon as I think I know where something is going, it gets yanked in another direction. It's come to light that the project I thought I was working on and the project my adviser thought I was working on were two very different projects. It came to a head this morning when they asked me to write compiled code in a language I don't know fluently, in an unfamiliar machine, and have an analysis in the next month.
As it stands now I've put all my cards on the table, I've talked with Valerie -- she's our 'coordinator,' whatever that means, but she's the one who acts as a go-between for us students and The Powers That Be -- and I've gotten an amiable reply from my adviser. A lot of it comes down to (a) I've been viewing this as a project I've been assigned, not one which I should be managing, which is apparently backwards; (b) current and recent students have been trying to wheedle their way out of work, and so it's been assumed I'm the same, which I'm not; (c) rather than come to me when they had a problem with the level of effort they saw, my adviser and co-adviser kept it internal so I wasn't aware that they felt anything was off-base; (d) very little, almost nothing, was formally described, presented, or written down.
On Monday I'm going in to Valerie's office with a plan of action, and we're going to sit down and figure out all of the logistics, when deadlines need to be set for each piece, and how I'm going to manage my advisers. With luck, cooperation, and some effort, we might be able to pull something useful out of this yet, I can have the orderly world that I crave, and I can graduate, go home, and see my friends again.
To Laurel specifically: I miss you. I wouldn't have made it this far without you, and it's been hell since you've been gone. I hope you're well.)
Also, This is awesome.
(Re: My Thesis, for those of you keeping score at home. I don't know, it seems like it yo-yos all the time, and as soon as I think I know where something is going, it gets yanked in another direction. It's come to light that the project I thought I was working on and the project my adviser thought I was working on were two very different projects. It came to a head this morning when they asked me to write compiled code in a language I don't know fluently, in an unfamiliar machine, and have an analysis in the next month.
As it stands now I've put all my cards on the table, I've talked with Valerie -- she's our 'coordinator,' whatever that means, but she's the one who acts as a go-between for us students and The Powers That Be -- and I've gotten an amiable reply from my adviser. A lot of it comes down to (a) I've been viewing this as a project I've been assigned, not one which I should be managing, which is apparently backwards; (b) current and recent students have been trying to wheedle their way out of work, and so it's been assumed I'm the same, which I'm not; (c) rather than come to me when they had a problem with the level of effort they saw, my adviser and co-adviser kept it internal so I wasn't aware that they felt anything was off-base; (d) very little, almost nothing, was formally described, presented, or written down.
On Monday I'm going in to Valerie's office with a plan of action, and we're going to sit down and figure out all of the logistics, when deadlines need to be set for each piece, and how I'm going to manage my advisers. With luck, cooperation, and some effort, we might be able to pull something useful out of this yet, I can have the orderly world that I crave, and I can graduate, go home, and see my friends again.
To Laurel specifically: I miss you. I wouldn't have made it this far without you, and it's been hell since you've been gone. I hope you're well.)
