grammargirl | She's aliiiiive!

Ladies and gentlemen, I have now officially survived the last exam of my undergraduate career. Thank yew, thank yew.

Now I just need to get to paying the University the oodles of money I owe them so they can send me my sixty-odd-thousand dollar piece of paper. Wooo, I say.

I decided on the spur of the moment to be a good girl and come into work right after the final instead of going home and taking a nap first. This way I figure I can stay here until remaining upright becomes too much of a challenge, then go home and sleep until Josie Joe's going away party tonight. Which reminds me: my friend Joe (otherwise known as Joe the Amazing Four Day Boyfriend, but that is a tale for another day), it transpires, somehow managed to get an amazing job with Microsoft for an obscene salary straight out of freaking undergrad, and is moving out to Seattle in a week. Don't get me wrong, I greatly enjoyed much of my liberal arts education, but I'm more than a wee bit envious of the job opportunities to which I will now never have access.

Ho hum. Boydumb is running rampant through my world at the moment, and it's making me all sorts of cranky. That the only male in my life who has not succumbed to the boydumb disease just happens to live several states away is not helping matters any. Feh. Feh, I say.

quixoticdancer, I am happy to report, is alive and, if not exactly well, at least conscious enough to show up at work and distract me, for which I am grateful. I mean, I know I've witnessed my coworkers falling asleep at their desks on more than one occasion (and, in fact, even had quite the amusing conversation with CoworkerJ about it this morning), but there's only so much blatant slacking I can do before I start to feel guilty.

Speaking of which, I should try to get a little done while I'm still conscious enough to read without glazing over completely.

Oh yes, and on a totally unrelated note: I would just like to announce that "I'm as excited as a former virgin the third time she has sex" (curtesy of

belisima) is quite possibly the best simile I've ever read.