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Instead of writing final papers (my final final papers) I have been addressing save the date cards and graduation announcements. How much stationary am I going to buy this year? I can't believe that I'm graduating from fucking college. I've always sort of thought of this point as a point I wouldn't get to, so all of my planning hasn't been very practical. There's been so much build up, so much waiting, and now...blah. Sort of like loosing my virginity. Nice, but anti-climactic. So, that's that.
Also, after almost four years, my body has decided to reject my belly ring. I took it out which I have been debating doing for awhile anyway, but I don't like that I was forced (albeit by myself). Now I have a hole at the top of my belly button, which is strange. Hmm.
My office is imploding and it looks like I will be getting out just in time. Which makes me sad, but sort of gleeful as well.
Anywho, back to the stationary. What if we all sent out announcements for the totally mundane events in life: It is with great honor that I announce that Michael Lauren Parrish ate all five recommended servings of fruits and vegetables on April 27, 2006! I dare you all to announce something on a postcard in the next three months.
Also, after almost four years, my body has decided to reject my belly ring. I took it out which I have been debating doing for awhile anyway, but I don't like that I was forced (albeit by myself). Now I have a hole at the top of my belly button, which is strange. Hmm.
My office is imploding and it looks like I will be getting out just in time. Which makes me sad, but sort of gleeful as well.
Anywho, back to the stationary. What if we all sent out announcements for the totally mundane events in life: It is with great honor that I announce that Michael Lauren Parrish ate all five recommended servings of fruits and vegetables on April 27, 2006! I dare you all to announce something on a postcard in the next three months.