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Thesis Deadline.

Saw the supervisor today and she said, "Six weeks."

And I said, "I'm going to need tequila, cocaine, a shotgun, and an apartment with no doors and windows, just food bought in by midgets or whatever child slave you have with its tongue cut out."

I'm told this request is made often and beneath the University is kept a cellar with test tube children and midgets who teach them to speak and read and mime. How they'll get into the room, I have no idea. But whatever, cause for the next six weeks, expect various posts about how I'm working to my complete and utter burn out and eventual suicide and you should all be preparing eulogies that begin with, "Ben Peek saved my life, twice..." Blogging will be light, I think, but once I'm dead, the hate and love you all enjoy will be back in full force.

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frogworth
Jan. 24th, 2006 07:13 am (UTC)
Myself, I'm really looking forward to love/hate missives from The Other Side.

That said, I hope that death isn't the only option and somehow you manage to survive this experience.
benpeek
Jan. 24th, 2006 10:32 am (UTC)
i wonder who will annoy me on the other side?

anyhow, it should be cool. six weeks. it's been four years and now it's six weeks.
tanuja
Jan. 24th, 2006 12:17 pm (UTC)
The first draft of a Eulogy
The talented author Ben Peek encouraged me to sit down and attempt to read a minimum of 50 books in 2006.

He didn't specify that they had to be books aimed at adults and, as a result, this year the books I have read include "The Gruffalo", "Monkey Puzzle, "Ten Little Rubber Ducks", "The Selfish Crocodile" and "Nate at Night". My three year old is very proud that his mother can read such challenging books.

I'm sure that I speak for us all when I say, I would rather that Ben hadn't fallen into the pit of midgets whilst flaying them for not typing fast enough on his final thesis, but that, as they say, is life. Or at least would have been.

I raise this glass of Dom Perignon (so much classier than Kristal) for Ben.
benpeek
Jan. 24th, 2006 12:23 pm (UTC)
Re: The first draft of a Eulogy
i love that the selfish crocodile book...

er. wait. there are other parts of this to be happy with. i'm dead, for one, and i died flying midgets, and i was talented. gosh. so pleased i'm dead though. i'll stop thesis working :)
(Anonymous)
Jan. 24th, 2006 12:38 pm (UTC)
Re: The first draft of a Eulogy
flaying midgets, although clearly it would have been even more of a terrible accident had you been flying on midgets whilst flaying them. :)

The Selfish Crocodile is one of MMT's favourite books and I added a little artistic licence, we bought it for him sometime last year.
tanuja
Jan. 24th, 2006 12:39 pm (UTC)
Re: The first draft of a Eulogy
bugger, sorry, that was me!
benpeek
Jan. 24th, 2006 12:44 pm (UTC)
Re: The first draft of a Eulogy
heh. that's cool. i figured.
kazzibee
Jan. 24th, 2006 12:20 pm (UTC)
good luck with it. when bingeing, drink light beer.
benpeek
Jan. 24th, 2006 12:24 pm (UTC)
i've never liked beer...
kazzibee
Jan. 24th, 2006 12:28 pm (UTC)
haha! oh.
benpeek
Jan. 24th, 2006 12:43 pm (UTC)
i like mescal, though.
(Anonymous)
Jan. 24th, 2006 12:52 pm (UTC)
"...beneath the University is kept a cellar with test tube children and midgets who teach them to speak and read and mime"

Hmmm...so that's what those smelly storage rooms in LG of Morvern Brown, are.

It would be cool if you somehow die writing your thesis in said cellar. Then I'd gather some poor drama student, actors employed as waiters and naive overseas backers to produce an over the top Broadway musical
"inspired" on your life and times. The actor playing "Ben Peek" will be contracted to jump onto a table and rip off his black shirt at least 3 times during the play whilst singing a song penned by Robbie Williams and Fred Durst. Said actor may or may not be a castrato.

Anyway, Godspeed.

J
benpeek
Jan. 24th, 2006 01:01 pm (UTC)
Then I'd gather some poor drama student, actors employed as waiters and naive overseas backers to produce an over the top Broadway musical
"inspired" on your life and times.


remember: i dated supermodels and had fantastic sex and riches every day of my life. in fact, you might as well just have an orgy. i'm having one of them right now.

The actor playing "Ben Peek" will be contracted to jump onto a table and rip off his black shirt at least 3 times during the play whilst singing a song penned by Robbie Williams and Fred Durst. Said actor may or may not be a castrato.

...so classy.

:)
mariness
Jan. 24th, 2006 03:52 pm (UTC)
As I recall, you saved my life only the one time: the second time you took credit for deeds that were actually carried out by a clown, a cocker spaniel, and three merengue dancers and a skinny seal named Melvin. Then again, I suppose that preventing me from the shame of admitting that I'd been saved by a clown and merengue dancers and yet never once -- not once -- got to sleep with, or even touch, the clown, much less the dancers, is almost like saving my life all over again.

Maybe.
benpeek
Jan. 25th, 2006 12:31 am (UTC)
you and your clown fetish...
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