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Fists of irony
I have a paper deadline on Wednesday, so I've spent the whole week kicking my own butt to try to get research results. Continuing classwork at the same time has been really hard, so I'be been putting in long hours. While I was enjoying being a morning person, I've become a morning person and an evening person and a late night person.

Last night I spent the night in the sofa in a corner of the lab, because my experiments didn't finish until 1 am, and I had an early class this morning. I slept poorly, but I have results. Now I have to write the paper tomorrow.

Good thing midterms aren't until next week, eh?
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The title here comes from this discussion of a peculiar snowclone

Today I had a sense of visiting The Time Machine's future world, 800,000 years in the future. I went back and forth between two lands.

in which I ramble about my day in Morlock/Eloi dualismCollapse ) It's grim to think of this as a Morlock/Eloi distinction, but I wonder if it's accurate:
The Eloi ... had decayed to a mere beautiful futility. They still possessed the earth on sufferance: since the Morlocks, subterranean for innumerable generations, had come at last to find the daylit surface intolerable. And the Morlocks made their garments, I inferred, and maintained them in their habitual needs, perhaps through the survival of an old habit of service. ... But, clearly, the old order was already in part reversed. The Nemesis of the delicate ones was creeping on apace.
Problem is, the engineering solutions work, ugly though they are, and they have funding for that reason.

I hope we engineers won't start kidnapping linguists to eat them any time soon. Or maybe they have, and they're just fattening me up.
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