I wouldn't be too sure about that. I still can't make Dr. whoeversheis to return my phone calls and add Social Psych as a directed reading. I don't know what's up with this process, but it all seems a little strange to me. I feel the same way though, about graduating, I mean. I think I do at least. Kind of like, "shouldn't I be done with this by now?" But then I think about us, you know, all of us, I think you know who I'm talking about. And none of us are done, but we all thought we would be by now. I just have a hard time believing that we're all so pathetic losers that not one of us could finish on time. I know you aren't. I'm pretty sure Brian's not. Not all of everyone else is. Ronny's definitely not, but I think he was smart enough not to badger himself into a B.S., B.A., B... whatever like we did. Even though secretely I think we all wanted it anyway, which is why we're finishing. Anyway, enough rambling... I think really what must be going on is not that we're all pathetic losers, but that we're all far too cosmically in love with each other to let one another finish alone. So that when we get old and are playing with one another hair still, (or one another's grandchildren's hair, or one another's animals- whatever we'll have) we will still all feel like we did this together. Or apart, but in a together sort of fashion. I know that I wanna do it all with you. Good luck on your paper. I love you! I'm going to come see you. I promise.
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