PhD? What PhD?!

Do you ever get days when you just can't bear to think about your PhD? I am having one today. For the most part I love my course and think about my topic: the theory (love theory), my research trip, my latest chapter and its amendments etc; pretty much all the time I am not socialising... (insert joke here). But some days, eugh, I really can't stand it and think 'oh no! What am I doing! Must hide in a cupboard'. Today, the chapter amendment seems tedious, planning the trip away (the fun bit!) is pretty boring, learning the language?! Forget about it. Methodology? What IS that?! What is it? oh dear. And then there is the next chapter... another 4000 words to write that are meant to be coherent and intelligent. No thanks!

SOOO today, being Saturday and of course dear reader, falling in my holiday period, I shall wilfully ignore these thoughts and bustle about reading the paper and going to the gym. However, I think it is pretty noteable that despite the fact I am 'on holiday' I am a) generally always thinking and pondering about my work and b) am concerned when I am not.

PhD, SchmeehD.