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I went from feeling mellow to full-on panic mode. Something is wrong with my sequences, and I might have to go back to square one with my analyses. Susan wants a completed, polished draft of my first chapter a week from Friday. And she's neither available nor willing to help me figure out what's going on with the seqs. I won't bore you with the details, but it's not pretty.

On a positive note, Jodie has been incredibly supportive - helping me stay calm, picking up my slack in housework and parenting, and just being a sounding board when I'm freaking out about not being smart enough for this shit. So close, but so very far away, this masters degree. Oy.

I'm really looking forward to our wedding Saturday.