Trust me, I'm a doctor

The big public display might have been last Monday at the oral defense, but today marked the official end of my schooling.  At 1:30 pm Pacific Standard Time, I submitted my final and complete dissertation to the UW Graduate School office, with all necessary approvals and signatures.  After a few moments of checking margins, fonts and other technical details, the woman behind the counter handed me a receipt and said "Congratulations Doctor Voght, you're done."

I'm told that in about a month I'll actually come to appreciate this concept of 'done' and stop waking up in the middle of the night panicking about figure legends and referencing, but until then, if anyone comes across the hours and hours of sleep I seem to have been missing for the past two months, could you point it in my general direction?  I'll be the motionless lump atop the mattress.