Every time I sat down to edit Jako's thesis‚ it felt like a funeral ․ I started on a Monday morning ‚ usually rainy ‚ with the kind of day when you simply want to stay in bed ‚ watch three seasons of your favorite show and not be seen by anyone ․ But Jako had no choice‚ because his thesis was the only thing standing between him and graduation‚ and at this rate it was already sounding like a corpse ․