Posting might be sporadic the next couple of days, barring a few pictures when I can swing it; classes, meetings, and student conferences tomorrow, then class on Friday, and then the GRE Lit test on Saturday, with the afternoon devoted to the rest of my last class.
By Saturday night, I’ll have mostly completed my degree (final project due next week).
Still taking the Lit test because, though I didn’t get in to DU, well, things always happen when you least expect them. I already registered and paid, so I might as well, and plus I really think there’s something to this story theory I’ve got.
In the next few weeks I’ll be packing up again, moving again, closing one book to start the next. Good two years, but bloody hell, nice to be on the other end. Just this side of thirty, and looking around and saying, “Well, all right.” Part of me thinks it’s been pretty awesome so far, and the future just winked and chuckled and said, “Boy, you ain’t seen nuthin’ yet.”
To which I say, “Well, yes, in fact, I have,” and then smile. “Bring it.”