Oh hell, it's crisis season. My own 2700-word masterpiece of self-obsession was merely the tip of the iceberg, it seems. Everyone's having crises revolving around "what do I do with my life?", "what have I done with my life?", "who the hell am I?" and "who do I want to be?" It's the end of term, and for many of us the end of our university careers and the beginning of the Rest Of Our Lives™. It's just mind-bogglingly scary, so no wonder we're all having crises. There's also been some sickeningly petty political maneuvering going on in our own little social circle that's just too sad to mention in detail.

So I want to send out a big communal hug to everybody. I'm not nearly as fragile as my Identity Crisis entry made me sound, and things are not nearly as bad as they seem. Everything will be alright, everyone. Hang in there.

A final, unrelated thought: if you can't know things, it's almost as useful to know people who know those things. Like how to write a good CV. Thanks, guys.