So, I have the comprehensive exams for the my master's program this coming Saturday. It's not nearly as catchy as the "Got Milk?" campaign, probably because it feels and sounds more like an infection that I "have" or that I "got." 
My study buddies and I were just laughing about how everything we are asked to do lately ends with something like "I can't, I've got comps" or "Can I have an extension? I've got comps." Or some empathetic souls in the Literature department may preemptively say something like "You've got comps, right?" or polling the class "Whose got comps?" There is no antibiotic for it, unfortunately. It just has to run its course. 
If any of you have forgotten your grad school days, this might jog your memory:
 
'You'll do great. Go get at 'em!'
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