On March 28, an anonymous senior — fittingly anonymous, I should add, because in a way, he is every senior – set out to write a thesis.  His page count was zero, but his hopes were high: “This is gonna be an adventure!” he exclaimed.  His deadline?  Wednesday, April 7.

Thesis Pieces is his story.  And I promise you — it’s the second best blog you’ll read all day.

We follow the writer from mundanity (”Can’t write because my pen died.  Page count: 0/100″) to insanity (”I figured out a way to solve all my  thesis woes!  All I need to do is figure out a way to send a cyborg killing machine back in time!”).  We laugh when he laughs, we cry when he cries.

We don’t, however, sleep when he sleeps: “I slept two hours last… sleeping time,” he confesses.  ”On a bench in Firestone.”

But from our comparatively well-rested perch we urge our hero onwards, willing him the strength to vanquish that greatest enemy of all: the ever-ticking clock.