Waiting to get officially baptized into what will be my first full foray onto the job market. Most assuredly it won't be my last given all the doom-y prognostications. 120; really? For how many candidates? Let's get an over/under on this shits in the comments.
Nonetheless, I'm feeling a bit manic. I'm ready to blow this motherfucker's windows out with my sheer attractiveness as a talented philosopher.
I mean, at least I *think* I am ready and talented. I'm not just kidding myself, right?.
Who am I kidding? I'm not ready.
-- Jaded Dissertator