Louise's thoughts

Five more days

Until this morning one of my biggest worries, besides having to finish my dissertation by Friday, was that I was out of food and therefore hadn't had any dinner the past three days, except last night where some guys (fellow PhD students) were kind enough to ask if I wanted to join them for pizza. In return I had to go downstairs to the Friday bar and have a beer, which I did reluctantly (and in the ordeal meting some of the new students, among others one who didn't believe that I was a PhD student! Thank you wrinkle cream and blond hair). The problem is that grocery stores here in Denmark close at 8pm, some at 9pm, and let me just say I don't remember the last time I was out of the office before that.

But this morning I found my bicycle with a flat front tire and not only a flat back tire as well, but a back tire that was no longer attached to the wheel. My biggest question was how I had gotten home last night... Optimistically I went to the nearest bicycle repair shop, which embarrassingly enough, I had to call up a friend to locate, but alas, it was closed on Saturdays. The good thing about the whole thing was that I passed by a really big grocery store on the way to the university that is usually out of my way and got, hold on ... sushi! My day was saved. Now I just hope that my bike doesn’t get stolen as I will be cab’ing it to and from work for the remaining week. Five more days to go, so you probably won't hear anything from me until then. And sorry, but I changed the sign on my office door to: 'Stay out, come back after the 3rd'.