I broke down and emailed my Uber Supervisor last night. I haven't heard from him in 2 weeks and I have no direction, no tasks, no idea if my thesis draft is total crap or worth the effort.
No idea whether to expect hundreds of lengthy changes and edits like with my thesis proposal (cue doom music), and if so, when I would get the chance to begin making it better.
So I emailed him in an anxiety-riddled moment at nearly midnight last night. Holy desperate grad student Batman.
This morning, the dreaded answer arrived in my email box.
Did I dare open it?
Ohhhhh....Gods, I clicked on it...
The following made me jump for joy:
"[I]t looks solid so far with only minor changes. Can you begin to draft a discussion and conclusion (with limitations and future research sections)?"
You're going to have to peel me off the ceiling. If I find a swing set, that's where I'll be until dark!