The other day, I got something in the Regular Type Mail from my sister. Turns out, she’s graduating.<\/p>\n
I’m not quite sure when all the time got away from me. I’m guessing I lost a bunch of it in the closet, under that one pile of laundry that’s never going to get done. Or in the sink, under the thing that should not be.
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\nIt’s a little sooner than I expected [because I can’t keep track of time at all], but I’m glad she’s actually graduating. I didn’t think she wouldn’t, or anything stupid like that, but it’s better than some alternatives.<\/p>\n
I won’t be there for it, which is upsetting to more than one member of my family. There’s no way anyone’s driving across the country at way-too-close-to-$5. a gallon, and based on my [over]reaction to being searched by some unqualified hack at a cinema, I’m pretty sure the process involved in just purchasing any sort of ticket would turn me into the first spontaneous human atomic bomb.<\/p>\n
…oh, hell. I still have work to do.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The other day, I got something in the Regular Type Mail from my sister. Turns out, she’s graduating. I’m not quite sure when all the time got away from me. I’m guessing I lost a bunch of it in the … Continue reading