T- minus one day and counting or: Oh god oh god I'm going to die (metaphorically)

[varadia]

Why is it not tomorrow yet?

At this point I have done my reading, and reviewing, and playing 20 questions vs the slides in order to try to anticipate what sorts of things the bossmen will ask me, and I am glad of that.

Now it is all tweaking the slides in a fit of twitchiness, and going back over tiny details that I think I might possible get backwards.

Oh, and going over the handful of equations I don't quite trust myself to have memorized.

So, really, this next 26 hours are gonna be the death of me.

And then I will get drunk.

Or RP.

Or get drunk and RP. All. Night. Long.

Or sleep.

One of those. Yes.

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[rimestock.livejournal.com]

Go make yourself tea now, because it will help.

And spend at least half an hour out of the next four doing something horribly goofy that has no bearing whatsoever on your thing, because you need a break to let yourself relax and not be a tense mess of nerves and stuff. That's bad.

Also you can call me! You can totally call me. But wait a little, till 1:30 your time or so, because I gotta go take a shower, and I refuse to combine the two.

But I love you. ♥

[varadia]

I am at office! I cannot make tea!

Also shit I need to e-mail my committee with a reminder about tomorrow, because Tomasz is absent-minded LIEK WHOA. *makes note*

Okay! I might call, and I might not, because whee stress!

*loves back*