Hour 34: researching my research - gah, stupid annotated bibliography
Hour 69: I just want to shout an expletive, but I just can't bring myself to it, so I'll shout in a different language.
Hour 70: At this point, I am very livid. I don't even care what I look like, in fact, I'm going to look as terrible as I can just in spite, because then people will have to look at my ugliness and cringe because they are disgusted.
Hour 77: Nimble fingers about to fall off
Hour 82: hungry, very hungry
Hour 82 and 9 minutes: hunger satisfied with ramen noodles, eaten dry.
Hour 400: existentialist crisis revisited
Hour 400 and 1 minute: vague familiarity with the self
Hour 400 and 2 minutes: mirror cracks when looked into via Hour 70
Hour 400 and 3 minutes: don't need the mirror
Hour 733: ...
Hour 69789: only a light-year left to go and then I'm finished.
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