I have recently noticed that many of the challenges involved in writing a PhD can be adequately expressed using scenes from the Madagascar films.
As a PhD student you become somewhat insular. You spend a lot of time by yourself. Muttering intermittently. The outside world is suspect.
You wonder why you are doing it. And consider what else you might prefer to be doing... What if you only had two days to live? Keep writing the thesis?
You get overexcited at conferences.
And sometimes you just get really impatient.
My sentiments exactly.
I like King Julien.