Panic 2.0
Oh joy, yesterday I discovered that all of us totally forgot that we not only have to pull 1500 words each out of our asses, we also have to hold presentations.
When?
Next week.
Crap?
Hell yeah!
I have my text ready. At least the first draft. But I’d have no problem talking about my ideas and findings. Frederik will have his text ready this week, because he leaves the country on Friday.
Huh?
Yes, next week we’ll be three people. Great! And I haven’t even seen anyone else’s progress.
I want to be dead.