GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK
what the fuck?
GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!
Fucking shut up already!
I woke up this morning at 5:15 to the sound of birds fucking outside my window. I hadnt slept well. My mind was awash with improbable complications that might arise from the graduation, such as my councilor telling me there had been a horrible mistake, professors contesting my degree on technical grounds, or getting a case of beer induced Montezumas Revenge right as I had to walk.
It was too noisy to get any real sleep at that point so I checked my email then lay down and just relaxed until six.
After doing the usual hurried morning stuff, I hit the road at 6:45. I had to be at the Civic Center in Portland at 8 because my school is apparently run by sadistic morning people. Outkasts beats blasting on my stereo were about the only thing keeping me awake as I tore through the back pastures between Lewiston and the Freeport freeway entrance. The fog was so thick in Durham that I had to run my wipers at full speed and nearly missed the turn into Freeport.
The Civic Center lot was almost empty, so I pulled in there and forked over the $10. I didnt feel like dealing with Portlands shitty parking issues.
The graduation itself was alright. I felt like ass through most of it. I suspect the student speaker was chosen because she had spoken briefly with Jane Goodall last semester, because she really wasnt that dynamic or interesting. Her speech was all platitudes and name dropping. The CEO of an environmentally friendly furniture and carpeting company gave a speech about fragile state of mankinds existence, which I found far more interesting, though he did spend too much time reminding us how short human history is in the context of galactic time.
I was one of the first people to get a degree, so I spent a good hour waiting for the 1000+ other graduates. Naturally, I had to correct the man who read my name off twice as to the pronunciation of my last name.
When it was all over, my parents took my sister and I out for sushi for lunch. Yum.
Unfortunately, when I got back to my truck, I discovered that I had left my lights on, and had to call AAA for a jumpstart. Fuckle.
Oh well, I am home now, and I think I am going to take a nice, well deserved nap.
Oh, and I now have $400 towards a tattoo thanks to my family. Woo hoo!
what the fuck?
GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!
Fucking shut up already!
I woke up this morning at 5:15 to the sound of birds fucking outside my window. I hadnt slept well. My mind was awash with improbable complications that might arise from the graduation, such as my councilor telling me there had been a horrible mistake, professors contesting my degree on technical grounds, or getting a case of beer induced Montezumas Revenge right as I had to walk.
It was too noisy to get any real sleep at that point so I checked my email then lay down and just relaxed until six.
After doing the usual hurried morning stuff, I hit the road at 6:45. I had to be at the Civic Center in Portland at 8 because my school is apparently run by sadistic morning people. Outkasts beats blasting on my stereo were about the only thing keeping me awake as I tore through the back pastures between Lewiston and the Freeport freeway entrance. The fog was so thick in Durham that I had to run my wipers at full speed and nearly missed the turn into Freeport.
The Civic Center lot was almost empty, so I pulled in there and forked over the $10. I didnt feel like dealing with Portlands shitty parking issues.
The graduation itself was alright. I felt like ass through most of it. I suspect the student speaker was chosen because she had spoken briefly with Jane Goodall last semester, because she really wasnt that dynamic or interesting. Her speech was all platitudes and name dropping. The CEO of an environmentally friendly furniture and carpeting company gave a speech about fragile state of mankinds existence, which I found far more interesting, though he did spend too much time reminding us how short human history is in the context of galactic time.
I was one of the first people to get a degree, so I spent a good hour waiting for the 1000+ other graduates. Naturally, I had to correct the man who read my name off twice as to the pronunciation of my last name.
When it was all over, my parents took my sister and I out for sushi for lunch. Yum.
Unfortunately, when I got back to my truck, I discovered that I had left my lights on, and had to call AAA for a jumpstart. Fuckle.
Oh well, I am home now, and I think I am going to take a nice, well deserved nap.
Oh, and I now have $400 towards a tattoo thanks to my family. Woo hoo!
What the fuck was with the loudness this morning? My neighbors woke me up having a get together in thier backyard at about 8am.
I jumped out of bed in my camisole and knickers with the furiousness of a tigress, jerked open the blinds, shot the guests dangers with my eyes, and slammed my window shut.
Thank goodness the neighbors are god-loving christians so I'm sure my outburst will be forgiven.