There are cracks in the sky...

[morsla]

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
But there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself

Where is my mind?
- The Pixies, Where Is My Mind?

Positive things about today: I have some incentive to start my sprint now, rather than Thursday night. With luck*, I'll at least glance over all the sections before I submit them. It's a novel experience, I must say.

Not-so-positive things: The reason for the sudden burst of speed... Wednesday, all departmental staff are away on a team-building thingamajig. Thursday and Friday a crack team of diamond geologists fly in to kidnap my supervisor and discuss Interesting Things that I won't have time to sit in on. Friday afternoon, after three days of no supervisor, I hand everything in. Either I finish the rest of the draft by tomorrow, or I don't hand one in at all...

My head is too full of geochemistry. Pausing to remember a quote or reference takes far longer than it should, as everything has been dumped into my short-term memory. New links are being made, new knowledge is being constructed, old braincells are being burned as fuel. At current rates, I'll understand my project by 4am tomorrow; completely fail to simplify it into any language known to man by 5am, and die from massive expansion of consiousness by sunrise.

So long kids! It's been fun...

* Luck: Metastable equilibrium state, assuming starting conditions including sugar, caffeine, adrenaline, and burning ten years off the end of my life. At t=11th hour, sleep and sanity convert to further carbohydrates, fueling a late-stage period of productivity. Experiment not tested on animals. Use at own risk.