I did it. I turned in my thesis to the Graduate College today at 3:04 PM. Now I’m just praying that the wolves who tear it apart are merciful.

And now I’m frantically putting together a portfolio of all my graduate work for oral comps that must be finished before next Thursday. And I’m frantically e-mailing former professors asking them to be reviewers.

That’s right. To get this silly degree for a piece of paper that (according to my dad) says I’m smarter than everyone else, I have to write a thesis, take written comps, and take oral comps all while jumping on one leg, holding my breath, and playing with fire.