Somebody please tell me why I'm doing this to myself.  2 years down, 2 months to go - and I feel like throwing my hands up right now and walking away from this damn master's degree.  I am constantly worried that I am not going to finish, I'm stressed because I'm constantly worried, and I feel guilty when I'm not spending 24 hours a day on this thesis.  What a wonderful existence.  Ah, but there's a light at the end of the tunnel, isn't there?  A nice well paying job that will let me use my newfound knowledge and expertise?  Actually, no, there isn't.  The environment's going to hell.