(Click to embiggen)-- Jaded, Ph.D.
Sunday, April 10, 2011
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The soundtrack to graduate school
14 comments:
Nice. Congratulations!
Congrats!
wv: 'liefinto', meaning "finished" in an obscure French dialect.
congrats!! Glad to know you're still jaded.... time to mine that dissertation now
Mazel tov!
Well done, and a big old congrats to you.
I propose you should be known as:
The Philosopher Formerly Knows as Jaded Dissertator, Ph.D.
I mean, really, you haven't been a Ph.D. long enough to be Jaded about that, right?
I had not clue what this drawing meant until I read the comments. What the hell is he sitting on in the second panel? Is he supposed to look like he's defecating?
Anon 11:17, I assume it's a pile of gold. Your advisor didn't give you one after you defended your dissertation? If not, maybe your advisor wasn't a monocle-wearing walrus and your defense didn't involve paddles. That's where you went wrong.
@11:17 - No clue here either. My advisor gave me five pints of Guiness at three in the afternoon, not that I'm complaining.
I hope for his sake that he's a better philosopher than he is a cartoonist.
Wow, some surprisingly catty comments.
I remember my defense well. Afterward a friend in attendance presented me a Kant finger puppet as a congratulatory gift. He has a magnet in his head, and so he's still on my refrigerator.
Congrats!
After I defended, I went out and bought a few pairs of white socks from Target. Not terribly exciting, I guess. What can I say? I was running low on socks.
Dudes,
he's sitting on a pile of ice because his ass is hot and sore from getting paddled by the walrus, et al.
what is wrong with you people?
I like it. It makes me think of the Stonecutters on the Simpsons, and has kept the song in my head for two days.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dSpOjj4YD8c&feature=related
We do!
Okay, job-related question. If I'm submitting a writing sample for an application, and it has been published, should I submit a copy of the final, published form, or a simple copy from my word processing program?
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