Well, not quite, Baccalaureate's not till tomarrow (-ish?), but whatever you could call it, the last week and a half has been delicious insanity. I'm a bit hung over (I woke up an hour ago and the ibuprophen hasn't kicked in yet), I need to make an appointment for STD testing in the next few weeks, and since I woke up in my room in my room, I can't check for prescription meds to find out what the other half of the spontafuck's name was (couldn't find her card either, wasn't in pants), but I feel great. For anyone in college reading this; if you thought you went crazy freshman year, it ain't jack compared to senior week after exams are over and all that's left is the debauchery.
Yes, of course, there should be other thoughts in my head. I need to raise more money to go to on a trip, I need to get a job, I need to get more money for an apartment, etc, etc, etc. But whatever: For the moment, the work is finished for now, there's living to be done, and entropy has decided to take the week off. Peace out, I need to take a shower and put a name to a face.
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