Oh sweet Flying Spaghetti Monster, I finished my goddamned MLA thesis.
61 pages of poetry, revised with the kind help of my long-suffering advisor and second reader, as well as apiphile and bobcat2022. Tomorrow I obtain the last signature and give copies to my advisor, second reader, and program director for consideration.
All that's left to worry about (in order of impending nervous breakdowns): an 8-page Shakespeare paper (likely on Taming of the Shrew) due . . . today (yeah, that's gonna be late; the professor said any time before noon on Friday was fine), the Laurels reading on Friday(You folks in Houston are coming, right? Right?*), a seven-page paper for my Wharton & Cather class (likely on My Antonia) due Tuesday, my Wharton & Cather final on Tuesday, and my Shakespeare final on Wednesday.
Then I'm done. I'm well and truly done, and as of next Saturday, will officially no longer be a student at the University of St. Thomas.**
After Wednesday, I expect to be in a coma for roughly a month. It's gonna be awesome.
*PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SHOW UP. I don't think I'll be able to handle it if my last reading has an attendance of 10. I will cry so hard, you don't even know. Post on this to follow.
**Barring, as always, spectacular failure on all fronts.
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