In case you ever make the mistake of thinking that I am sensible or competent: I signed up for a graduate class with homework this semester, didn’t do any of the homework because I felt like what little “productive brain time” I had should be used for research, didn’t withdraw from the class, and didn’t talk to the professor about it until he emailed me right before he was assigning grades for the class.
(He agreed to give me an incomplete and let me do the work over the summer. The lessons here are that 1. you can be as terrible as me and still sort of do OK and 2. people are too nice and reinforce terribleness)
