The Spot

That wasn't bad at all.
I didn't realize how short these are: an hour and a half, that's not nearly enough time to cramp fingers.
I worry I didn't quote enough cases. My organization's certainly off... but I feel good about it. I guess I figure I did just as badly as everyone else :)
I did discover that I have absolutely no tolerance for interaction before one of these things. Jeff came over to chat with Stacy and I was ready to bite both of their heads off. Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw. Beforehand I don't want anyone psyching me out. And afterwards I don't want anyone getting into my head and making me second-guess myself. Especially since I won't know how I did for another 3 weeks, minimum.
So I'm in the lab, working on my part time job. Which is awesome, just what the doctor ordered: basically informed copy-and-pasting. So I don't have to think, and if I feel like taking a break / wasting time, this is a great way to make money while I'm doing it.
But right now I'm off to waste time in an even more glorious fashion: the Dal in-house! Rum 'n' eggnog, here I come.

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