I turned in the damn Drosophila paper. (Hear my entire acquaintance breathe an enormous sigh of relief.) Further, I took my Chemistry final, kicked its ass, and confirmed that I was carrying a reasonable average in the rest of the class. So I am safe from having to take that ever again.
On to o-chem starting 5 January. In the meanwhile, I am enjoying the rush of energy while it lasts, and doing things like cleaning litter boxes and making my to-do list consonant with reality as I know it.