I hate self-promotion. Hate it in interviews. Hate having to write it in essays.

I was inspired by someone I sort of knew. Haha. (Which is a lot less romantic that "I was inspired by a stranger". But I have a committment to truth as a historian.)

I am:
- Working non-stop: except for basic necessary functions to keep myself alive
- Living on sweet tea and biscuits
- Pimply now: stress
- Damn stressed: stupid deadlines
- Finally content.