Confidence Man

It's finals season.  I am preparing to travel in a few weeks.  Between now and then, I need to grade papers, write papers, study, look for housing, conceptualize a thank you present for the class, organize two trips, book tickets and hostels, take finals, "relax in Maine," fly to Baltimore, graduate, pack, prepare projects to on my travels, etc., etc., and oh wait,

I just found out that I have a shot at getting my name in NEJM.

So never mind sleep and fun and farewell (not that that was ever an option), this weekend is going to get raw.  And by 'raw,' I mean Excel intensive.

Whitecastle: What I am about to show you is strictly confidential.  You can't tell your friends.  You can smile, but you can't tell people why you're smiling. 

Moi: OK.

Whitecastle: Actually, your friends probably don't matter.  You can tell them whatever you want.