Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Graduate school is the great time-suck

This isn't a whine, just to get that out of the way.

I stayed up until 7:30 AM doing data analysis. Not because I had to get it done right then, but because the data were so beautiful that I couldn't tear myself away.  I have a marvelously sexy provisional interpretation, and I really hope that this trend holds as I increase my n so that I have appropriate power for the analysis.

YOU GUYS IT LOOKS LIKE MY SCIENCE IS WORKING.

I HAVE NEVER FELT SO ALIVE.

Which means, of course, I now get to figure out the stats, graph it a million ways to see which is the best at showing it, make a poster, present it at a conference, make a powerpoint, present it in our meetings, (all of the previous concurrently with collecting additional data, processing it, and updating all results/discussion appropriately), make a final powerpoint, present that at our lab meeting, revise that powerpoint, finish the thesis writeup including formatting, present both to my committee, and present it in front of the department.  Take feedback, refine interpretation, write paper, publish paper.

That's if it works.

If it doesn't work, add "drinking" and "performing exploratory analyses" and "flailing for a narrative that explains this 4-way interaction" and "please don't let this Bonferonni correction destroy my effect", and probably some "almost crying in lab meetings as the co-PI destroys my flimsy rationalizations".

Science is a demanding lover, but he's more than worth it.

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