Keep on chugging

Up to the 60 page mark.

My advisor is apparently swamped in drafts. I get the impression he has no intention of reading mine. Fantastic. So I have no idea whether I have included enough calculations, or whether I'm going to get slammed for not having enough technical content for a design project. (Why is it design? Because my advisor told me to make it design.) Sigh. Very sigh. Feeling rather insecure, and suspecting that lovely paper I have slaved over will get trashed. I also haven't the foggiest notion what I should be doing for the presentation, either. They're going to eat me alive. Like a roomful of pirhanas. Only with engineering degress. And glasses. Most of them have glasses. Glasses, and ties, and nasty little sharp fishy teeth.

Very tired of this all. Very much looking forward to being done.