Sweating through the anticipation

The anticipation is often worse than the thing actually being anticipated.

I'm sitting here waiting for the would-be employer to call (the one where I hanged myself in the interview), since they've already called another friend who was interviewing there as well. My hands are all sweaty and I feel all nervous and antsy, despite me not holding very much hope for success.

Let's just get this OVER AND DONE WITH PLEASE!

(In a way, I think it will be liberating to hear from them, whatever the news is. My search for graduate employment will be well and truly OVER, and I can move on with enjoying the rest of the year, free from the anxious anticipation and sweaty palms and interrupted sleeps which have characterised this period of job hunting!!!)