40cakes | (no subject)

Wow.

I'm a college graduate.

Holy shit.

...

Anyway, I'm moved home, and am slowly realizing that this summer, I really do have to make my room liveable, because in August, I won't just be taking the boxes back to Rowan (my excuse in previous summers for not unpacking all my boxed paraphernalia).

Haven't unpacked action figures yet, and thus my computer desk feels bare. But my party is tomorrow, and I'll be damned if I have my nieces around my little display. Damned, I tell you.

Holy fuck, I graduated college. I'm old.

And graduation was rained out, which means I've never had an outdoor graduation ceremony, so I've never gotten to toss my hat up in the air and whoop. Though I suppose that's overrated - I mean, how do you find your hat once you've thrown it in a group of about 10,000 people? And what if you look up to watch where it falls, and the corner smacks you right in the eye? That's painful.

My cap had cat ears on it, and I was proud.

I hope I get a job soon.

I graduated. I'm a college graduate.

Wonder if Boscov's will pay me, like, $7.50 an hour now.

And by the by, I hate that my parents are blind, and the computer is set on 800x600 instead of my glorious 1024x768. And that we have 56K. Anyone have any good jargon I can throw at them to make them get Comcast DSL? My parents are the most technologically impaired people in the universe, so I could probably tell them that 56K modems expire in June 2003 and convince them, but just thought I'd ask around.

>^..^