And now, as soon as the resumption of this blog announced, I already deserted. And yes, I have art to put me in leg irons. I force myself. But deep down, who am I if not your echo, your conscience, your Super Nanny, or Pascal your big brother . I feel good when you do your daily 100 parts Gromo , SuperPoke your friends on facebook rather than writing your next article, update your CV, or answer e-mails remained outstanding for a month in your email inbox which can do more, too, at the end. Besides, she is not alone: you lose all credibility with your friends, your family disowns you and you soon lose your boyfriend, your girlfriend who leaves with the cat because he / she no longer wants to walk Paris, Velib 'only on Sunday while you pretend to work.
So to reassure you, you continue. You say "oh there worse than me It does not ever enter the new criteria for research quality French (certified NF, remember the little logo there) and she too will be forced to continue to share hotel rooms to 2 players can go to speak at conferences without being out of his pocket. " So I would say very dishonest that all the misfortune of PhD procrastineurs actually comes from the very moment when one of them began to open the first blog. And here you agree easily that I did nothing. And Jean-Jacques considerations and jealous about the guilt of the original first man who steals a piece of wasteland Me, whereas yesterday, it was rather Nikos Aliagas and Hellenistic philosophy and the day before yesterday, I do not know very what within me but still a very sore thing anyway.
Hence ultimately, the great existential question of the evening - friends in the evening, good evening - up a blog is there a natural right? 2:15 ET You have no right to document.
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