It's Official

My thesis defense is now scheduled for the morning of Thursday, May 10th. I just bought a round-trip ticket to Utah for two days. I'm also already getting extremely nervous and I'm afraid that the next week and a half is going to be filled with visions of myself either wetting my pants or throwing up from terror. Now that would be a good way to make an impression on my committee.

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Lindsay said…
Good luck! But I'm sure you'll do GREAT!
4/29/2007 1:36 PM
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