Ohhh, internet, I just sent scary emails! I hate having to ask for things from profs that I'm not sure of getting - it triggers every single social anxiety I've got. The process of assembling a qualifying exam committee could not be more perfectly designed to screw with my head, I swear.
Now I'm all shaky and post-adrenal. And I have to go get dressed to teach. Shit.
Now I'm all shaky and post-adrenal. And I have to go get dressed to teach. Shit.