OOM: Late April 2012, Skype Chat

[damncompass]

ShinyTeleportation: Hey, Claudia? You around?

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[claudiometer]

claudiopolis: When am I not, brother dear?
claudiopolis: Okay, don't answer that. What's up?

[damncompass]

ShinyTeleportation: Can I send you the dissertation? I think I'm mostly done with it.

Shiny Teleportation wants to send file: damndissertation.doc

[claudiometer]

claudiopolis has accepted file: damndissertation.doc

claudiopolis: I do hope you're not planning to turn it in with that smashing title.
claudiopolis: (Says the girl planning to call her next case report 'That Awkward Moment When I Accidentally Artifact-Whammied The Bar,' so take that with a grain of salt if you want. Or an entire salt lick.)
claudiopolis: Got it. I'll look it over later.

[damncompass]

ShinyTeleportation: No no no. I haven't decided what I'm going to call it.
ShinyTeleportation: Thanks. I really appreciate it.

[claudiometer]

claudiopolis: Not a problem.
claudiopolis: You go get some sleep. Unless it's time for you to go Be a Productive Member of Society, in which case do that.
claudiopolis: <3

[damncompass]

ShinyTeleportation: I don't know how productive I am, but I'm going, I'm going.
ShinyTeleportation: <3 back atcha.

[claudiometer]

Several hours later, Claudia decides to get a start on the thing.
A start is all she gets, though; it's apparent by the end of the abstract that this isn't about what she thought it would be about.