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I won't lie and say that I'm not dead, but at the very least it's the sort of dead that allows for shuffling-back-from-beyond-the-grave possibilities.
Looks like instead of spending a nice relaxing summer here, in my new apartment, I'll be going out to Washington, DC to be flung into the wild world of sublets, roommates, and scientific research on parasitic nematode worms.
Huh.
I'm kind of oscillating between "okay, I can do this!" and "AAAHHHHH I'm gonna DIE!", but I'm generally inclined to think that I will be fine and that at some point I'll stop panicking and be able to fully appreciate how cool this is.
Creepy Scorpius icon in honor of the fact that he is a scientist and would tell me to do it, if he could be arsed.
Looks like instead of spending a nice relaxing summer here, in my new apartment, I'll be going out to Washington, DC to be flung into the wild world of sublets, roommates, and scientific research on parasitic nematode worms.
Huh.
I'm kind of oscillating between "okay, I can do this!" and "AAAHHHHH I'm gonna DIE!", but I'm generally inclined to think that I will be fine and that at some point I'll stop panicking and be able to fully appreciate how cool this is.
Creepy Scorpius icon in honor of the fact that he is a scientist and would tell me to do it, if he could be arsed.