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Well it's snowing in D.C., and I'm about to leave for my second day of GWU Residency Week. The project we're presenting is the equivalent of a group masters thesis, and our evaluating professor is absolutely horrifying. He's about 350 pounds, barely speaks English, and I think he eats babies. Yesterday after my presentation, I had people...and by "people", I mean 20 of the 24 students in the class...come up to me and shake my hand for maintaining my composure through his rude and completely unintelligable questioning. Hopefully we all come out of this alive...and passing!