Hard copy

At long last, the bound copy of J's thesis arrived. Naturally, I had a photo shoot with our copy.

It is just so cool. J wrote a book for all intents and purposes. I washed and sometimes folded all the under-roos he wrote it in, so naturally I not so secretly hoped I would have a place in the university library (not to mention my bitchin photo shoot with the book).

I know, that my one reader is waiting with baited breath after my post here regarding his thesis writing. Below is what I saw when he finished it. I thought it was classic J and said so much in 3 little words.

But the man is even lovelier than I thought. Isabelle agreed and demanded her stamp in the book more literally.