Seriously

[woodface]

Don't ask how my thesis is going. I know you mean it well, I really do, but it doesn't stop my bloodpressure from doubling and the stress taking over my overwhelming coolness and turning me into a pile of nerves that's about to explode the moment it hears the word "thesis".

Trust me, if I want to whine about it I will do so.

I might have done way too little today. D'oh.