I am the Master!

I got my final results for my Master's degree today. I'm not sure whether I've got an Attila or a Desmond, as I'm borderline and I don't have my first year results to hand. Fuck though, I passed and I'll never have to write a thesis again. I can now look forward to my graduation in March.

For the record!

Some people I know appear to be under the misapprehension that I didn't work, or at most worked part-time, whilst doing my Master's degree. Let me set things straight: I worked full-time and studied in my spare time. Admittedly, I'm in the employ of the Civil Circus, which isn't the most taxing of places to work. That aside, it's hard to muster the energy to read when one has been pushing a pen, ordering paperclips and shirking work for 6 hours and 57 minutes (or sometimes less) a day!