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I think we're realizing a really great idea for a comedic masterpiece: 30 or so vet school applicants in a room, each with their own computer, decision dates coming and going with no word... Refresh, refresh, refresh. A God-like figure called the Tufts Admissions Office occasionally peeking in and giggling, feet up on His desk watching soap operas, rolling cigars out of our acceptance/rejection letter. It's very Sartre-esque, but honestly! This is really testing my resolve to be a mature, patient human being!
