Sunday, November 26, 2006 | by nathan

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It’s 5 p.m. on Sunday; Thanksgiving Break is over. It is, for all intents and purposes, quite likely the last one I will ever have.

I cannot tell you how absolutely stoked this fact makes me.

Okay, sure - next year I’m sure I’ll have a day or two off for the holiday, but even if I work in higher education I will never have to refer to something as a "break" again. Sure, I’m giving up spring break and summers this way - maybe - but I’m gaining so much more. I am, for the time being, absolutely sick of being a student. I’m 26 and ready to have a master’s degree. Soon, I will.

Brian and I cleaned the house today. My office, for once, is spotless, which is a little eerie and unsettling; it leaves me waiting for the other shoe to drop, because at once I feel like I am ready to get started on the myriad projects I have due in the coming week, and also that I should take a step out the door and hermetically seal the room, leaving forever in its currently-pristine state.

Thursday morning we take off for Atlanta to visit my good friend Woody. So this will be a short week. Four more days of class and I’m free from the hell that is broadcasting; I asked the director of graduate studies to get me out of there next semester, and he promised to make that a priority. Next semester is my last semester. I am sitting on the edge of freedom, one semester to go, and I am so unbelievably excited I think I might crap my pants.

Oh, yep. There goes.