I deserve candy. Hey, I have chocolate at home! w00t. That's lunch. Chocolate bars.
What? I'm supposed to be gaining weight.
Anyway. That task is done. Which means I still have about 50 other end-of-semester tasks - but none of those threaten to give me carpal tunnel.
This entry is brought to you by the fact that I have ten more minutes to go at work, but all of the tasks I have take more than ten minutes and can't be done piecemeal.