Once bitten

I turn in my last midterm assignment today, and I already need to study for an exam next week and start research for another paper. I suddenly find myself stricken with a sense of fellow feeling toward sharks: I never sleep, and if I stop moving, I die.

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  1. But honey, you’re not a shark, you’re a Fighting Sea Cow! You can do it! Rah rah rah! 🙂

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