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Monday, June 09, 2008 

Up on the wall

So I know I posted when I successfully defended, but now it's official, degree conferred and framed and put above my BA - I have my Master of Arts. I'm the first person in my family to have one (although my Dad could have if he hadn't lit out for law school) - in your face, ancestors!

Awesome man, congrats. That's a whole lot of work right there. Blood sweat and tears too I'm sure. What does it feel like to look at it? I'm so disrespectful of my pieces of paper (though mine aren't much compared to yours)

Thanks! It's still kind of surreal, to tell you the truth. I don't feel like it has that much connection to the rest of my life, at least not yet. We'll see!

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