So I graduated tonight.

Yeah. Pomp, circumstance, the whole nine yards, I only got to talk to two of the six guests I wanted to, plus I had to talk to one I didn't want to. But, I graduated, so it's okay. Do it all over again in two years, and then hopefully I'll have a job and can stop hanging around schools all the time. When I got home, I was positively famished, so I had a bag of popcorn. Normally that'll do it for me, but not tonight. Given this, I did what any logical person would do.

I ordered Chinese.

It was yummy. Got too much, though, like I always do from Chinese places. Ah, well; leftovers!

Boredy bored bored bored.

Bored.

Nothing to do.

Took a final.

Waiting for the next one.

Five games this week. Ugh.

No games next week. Ugh.

Then DC. Yay!

Hopefully graduation somewhere in the middle there. Got a nifty medal to wear today; the best thing I can say about it is that it's nifty.

*crosses fingers, hopes someone's on AIM*

Ramblings

I umped (I don't care if that's the correct past tense) my first game last night; wound up doing it all by myself. It went better than I thought it would, even though my strike zone was terribly inconsistent. Hopefully it'll get better, and I won't get reported for it or anything. Didn't really affect the game much, I think; it was like 22-9 or something ridiculous like that.

I get a week off between my last class (yesterday) and my first final (next Monday), which is about 24 kinds of awesome.

I sold a bunch of old video games today; I was expecting to get around $10 for the box, but I wound up with nearly $100. So I treated myself to a couple of games and a drink, and still wound up with $40. It's a weird feeling, having a steady income, but I think it's something I can get used to.

Testes, testes...

...one, two, three?!