Hijo de puta

Oh, Life, you harsh mistress, why must you always kick me squarely in the ass? This weekend I finished chapter one of my thesis. And then on Sunday I discovered that it had disappeared. So, yeah. I cried for a bit or two hours. And then I just started rewriting it. What more could I do? So, it's looking doubtful that I will finish this thing. Who really needs a Master's degree anyway?