Your faithful blog author has an admission to make that you may consider funny: Conventions freak me out.
I find them distressing, vexing and worrisome in the extreme. This probably sounds ridiculous. You see, conventions and symposia trigger my anxieties about a far more common problem — the fear of graduate school. I’m writing this post because I returned yesterday from a conference that has basically sent my midbrain red-lining. And more importantly, because most of you reading this are students coming to crossroads just like I am.
So let’s pick my panicky heart to pieces in the name of science, shall we?
