So, I showed up at 9:00 this morning with my thesis committee (the I.N.P.O.D. and two other professors). We all whipped out copies of Le Thesis, exchanged minor pleasantries. . . and then the grilling began. First, I summarized Le Thesis, explained how I chose the topic and how I had gone about researching it, and then they began to nitpick it. They took turns asking questions, mostly clarifications and requests to go into further detail, or explain why I had written something a particular way. I wasn't nervous until about twenty minutes in, when it seemed as though the next words would be, "clearly, you know nothing about this," but I suppose that every grad student feels that way. Anyway, the oral exam took an hour, and then they sent me out of the room.
I sat down with a carefully chosen piece of light reading (okay, a Star Trek novel), and I hadn't gotten more than three pages in, when they called me back into the room. Five minutes discussion, that was all they took. And they said, "Congratulations," shook my hand, and signed my advisor sheet. (They didn't mind about the warrant -- they'll take it later.)
I passed my thesis! I have revisions to do, but I passed my thesis! Woo-hooo! Yaaaay! Go me! Happy dance!
In other news, my computer has died, but that is why there is a school computer lab and my jump drive. It's more of a minor annoyance than anything else. But I don't care. I passed my thesis! And I'm going home for Passover, where I will tell my family that I passed my thesis!