The status achieved by someone who, having received a Ph.D., discovers to his or her lasting chagrin that it would seem to be an item of doubtful utility.
Andrea's friends--having prudently earned their MDs, MBAs, JDs, and other preprofessional degrees years before--were all now comfortably settled into lucrative careers; whilst Andrea, having toiled through the Bataan Death March-like process of getting her doctorate, now concluded, in the end, that she was merely Ph.Doomed.
Recockulously drunk. FUBAR. Cross-faded. Drunk and high. Drunk and on tons of vicodin. Blacked out. Pretty much any state where you don't think you're gonna make it.
"Dude, I'm so doomed right now - I cant stand up. Jus go without me..."