And the professors were merciful. So I have until Wednesday morning to reconsititute my final paper.
And the presentation kicked much ass. I know how to project in the room we have our classes in, without coming across as too loud. Lyman said I was a little fast, but everybody else (all my classmates) seemed to think that I was fine. And I was animated and knew what the hell I was talking about.
Now I just deal with Bob one last time, and the semester will pretty much be over.
I don't believe it.