Oral Brutalization Part One Today I gave a practice talk to my research group and some friends to get feedback before my real oral exam in two weeks. Overall, I don't think I got ripped as badly as the other two practice talks I've seen, but it was still really brutal. I just don't like exposing how much I don't know. I hate feeling stupid. On the other hand, though, this is only the second time I've gotten up in front of a group to talk about science. How could I really expect to be able to answer every question? Would they really say, "Well, congratulations, you need no help from us?" I don't think so! I still don't like it though. I want to be perfect right from the start, damnit! My husband got me those shoes. Remember them? The soles on the bottom are kid leather, so unbelievably soft. I just run them over my cheek. The straps are a bit big, so we have to take them to the cobbler, but oh the fun we will have! Let's just say we don't wear shoes in the house. Let's also say that I will not be wearing these shoes outside for a little while so they stay clean. Clean enough to get on the bed. Oh, I have wicked thoughts about these shoes and my husband. I have some sushi waiting for me in the fridge. I'm out. But oh yeah, I don't like big black boots! The description is pretty accurate, though...
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