Two days left until orals and my dissertation proposal defense (yes, my department has you do them at the same time...) and I have once again turned into a book-hoarding, fire-breathing dragon. At this point, I’m fairly certain I could toast marshmallows and make s’mores with the flames I’ve been spitting at minor inconveniences. 

Nothing like bombing your written comps and being told everything hinges on the oral exams... three days after almost not being allowed to defend your dissertation proposal because your advisor gave you the wrong deadline. This has NOT been my week. At all. At least I have a week left to study...