But instead I've opted to completely freak out about the whole thing, alternatively crying because I have no new ideas and everyone has thought of everything that I've thought of and thought of it better than I have, to drinking because oh. my. God. nothing that I'm saying is interesting or relevant or important, to lying awake wondering if my methodology is empirically bankrupt, to drinking some more because why am I the stupidest person in the universe, and oh God, the pain, the pain!!!
Can't you guys tell I used to be an actor?
So forgive the lack of posting, but I'll be back Monday. Hopefully.
Also, can I just say to all the PhDs in the hizzouse, that I give you mad props. I don't know how the hell you do it without slitting your wrists or drinking yourself into a coma.