It is finished.

I don't mean to be blasphemous. I meant my thesis is finished. All 81 pages of it. Glorious. It was a labor of love, and hate. Kind of one of those things that I never actually thought I would finish when I started going to U of A 4 (!!!!) years ago. But I wrote it. It is a continuation of the research I started when I went to Vancouver last summer on women with breast cancer. I learned a ton about research and writing papers and can't wait to do it again (not!).