Finish the second draft of the novel - check.
Get positive feedback from readers - check.
Complete synopsis - check.
Complete query letter - check.
Compile 13 packets and mail to hand-picked agents - check.
Get everything done two months ahead of schedule - check.
Commence state of perpetual depression because the novel sucks and I'm sure no agent will ever want to touch it with a ten-thousand fucking foot pole - check.
Now I'm going to take a break for a week, play video games, read comics and trashy fiction until my brain stops hurting. Then I'll get started on book two.