The neighbor's cat who was caught sleeping on Ptichka's fabric stash has a new place to sleep: on a drop cloth on a box in front of where the fabric stash resides. If you look to the right of the kitty, the box with a lid on it is where she had been sleeping. The bedroom door was open and everything. I guess she's decided that she no longer likes sleeping on the bed.
Me meeting with the advisor went well. The new structure will work better AND the diss has (yet another) new title. I've never really committed to any of my titles so far but this one nails it. Yeah!
Now, I need to write my intro. The end is in sight. For real this time.
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