It is over.

Die Ilse ist Weg ist done. Thank the good lord. I woke up at 6:00a to re-skim the entire book. I still feel like i have a 70% comprehension of that stupid depressing book. I'm in English right now, enjoying Chester Sullivan talking about tragedy. He just asked what is tragedy. I really wanted to answer: tragedy is when i cut my finger, comedy is when you fall down a manhole and die. Thank you Mel Brooks.