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I am done with Humboldt.
Unfortunately, I am too fucking tired to write anything profound at this time.
However, I now have a shiny B.A. in English Literature. I do a little dance for it.
Surely, there are thousands of employers waiting to catch a glimpse of said degree so that they can pelt me with money.
Oh, wait. I already have a job, thaaaat's right.
Hah, I'm going back to 2002.
So long Humboldt. I will not miss your bums, but I will miss the trees. And other things.
Great, now I'm sad.
Unfortunately, I am too fucking tired to write anything profound at this time.
However, I now have a shiny B.A. in English Literature. I do a little dance for it.
Surely, there are thousands of employers waiting to catch a glimpse of said degree so that they can pelt me with money.
Oh, wait. I already have a job, thaaaat's right.
Hah, I'm going back to 2002.
So long Humboldt. I will not miss your bums, but I will miss the trees. And other things.
Great, now I'm sad.