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The girl next to me in the computer lab is making unnatural sounds with her gum. Cue neurosis #275. I must flee! As soon as I make a half-assed attempt at update.

Portland was really good. My head is still not really back. The lack of adequate sleep since Thursday is likely contributing to that. I'm still processing things -- not because anything bad happened, but rather the reverse, it was really good -- and therefore really don't want to talk to many people. I'm trying to get over that a bit, but I feel really disconnected. Plus, I have that fear that if I reconnect, I'll lose something from this weekend. Possibly silly, I don't know. I think I'll go take a walk in the sun, away from this room full of clacking keyboards.

I'm so glad to be done with my presentation, it's this huge thing that was weighing on my head to the point where I couldn't focus on anything at all. Now it's like I have all this free space up there. I'm not really sure what to do with it. I guess doing work would be a good option. Hmmm. I'll consider it.

3: Number of weeks til graduation
1: Number of job rejections
0: Number of additional applications sent out.

Crap.