Graduation is imminent. I just keep thinking about dinner. If I can get to dinner time, I will be okay. Too bad that’s 8 hours away.
I am going to have to see if my cell phone makes noise when I IM . . . no, really. I’m serious. How am I going to get through a 3 hour ceremony, sitting next to people I don’t know, without moral support? The tiny post-Katrina UNO graduation was bad enough, but an insane giant assembly center full of people? How do they expect us to get through that without a drink? Sheesh.