Psychoblog

it’s official now, i have won a 2 year project grant from the stroke association. this is impressive because it means that important people think that my phd project is good enough to receive their backing. it means that i will get some new equipment for my third year and it means that i have just secured my first post-phd research job complete with a wopping pay rise. this is all good. my supervisor is suddenly taking much more of an interest in me and my project now and in my dealings with him, since the grant was announced, i feel he has been treating me as more of a peer than a student. this is also good. must live up to his expectations by being all intellectual all the time.

i told carl yesterday that i was feeling depressed about how podgy i have become. he thought this was hilarious. i’m serious though, since i have to start dress shopping at some point soon, i don’t want to look like one of those puff balls that you always get in those bathroom sets. so i have made a calorie/fat/saturated fat counting chart on excel (all sickeningly girly i know). was doing this chart when supervisor came to see me yesterday. undermined my intellectualness a bit i think. decided against quickly changing applications so he wouldn’t see, as it would look like i was hiding something really dodgy, like midget porn or something.

oh, and bit of a rant. don’t you /hate/ stick thin people trying to force cakes down you because “they won’t hurt and diets are silly anyway”. obviously cakes will never hurt /them/ and /they/ will never need silly diets, but they should respect my metabolism.