WELL HI THERE
On Thursday I woke up early to drive to Denver and pick up the new car.
It took all freaking day, because my Dad was in a quasi-jovial mood and that usually means coffee and stories which are both good things. Ans after that we had to go to a bookstore and sit very still in the little kid section, because holy shit I was just essentially given a car, worth more than everything I will ever have, that is cooler than anything I have ever had and will ever have. I also bought a little stuffed pear that had a reassuring smile. Need to keep it real with the balance of child-like whimsy and title-paper-signing adult.
On Friday I woke up early to put the finishing touches on my research paper and fix my works cited page. It wasn’t hard, and between my first blue book test and my second I was able to camp out between Z and G in the library like I’ve done every almost every day for the past year and finish it up. Of all the crap papers I’ve written this semester (and there have been several) this one was the least crap — at least having the decency to have a proper rhythm and flow to it, rather than be just a panicked jumble of text.
On Saturday I stood in a crowded gymnasium with about 1,500 other people who were all either a.) still drunk b.) hungover c.) nearly dead from the exhaustion of staying up late and working their ass off all semester. The event was held outside despite the dismal forecast, and eventually it became too frigid and blustery to carry on. There was a very amusing moment when Kay Norton came back to the mic, her hat nearly blowing off and her life in jeopardy due to the violently rocking tent that was being held up by four event volunteers, and said “there has been a change of plans. Will all of the remaining colleges please stand? By the power vested in me by the Board of Trustees…” and the remaining ~1,417 of us were asked to move our tassels from the right of our mortar boards to the left, and viola. Graduates.
Kind of an unconventional ceremony. I think if I hadn’t sat in the wind for an hour and a half before that moment I would have been a little irritated — all this work and I don’t get to go through the motions?! But really at that point I was just glad to be saved from frostbite. And we had Mrs. J. Ritter as our speaker, who surprised me very pleasantly by giving a lovely speech — not something that every graduate can say.
Even later that day I dressed in a banana suit and went to my party. I received an edible arrangements arrangement which is quite possibly one of the coolest things I’ve ever received, combining three things I love: color, food, and silly things.
Somewhere in there I also watched a boat-load of Spongebob, Mr. Megorium’s Wonder Emporium, and Speer Racer. I loved them all, particularly the latter. It is really great to see someone try and do anime live-action, in a way that retains what I love about the medium (ridiculous situations, over-the-top characters, COLORS that push the boundaries of reality that make you question if you ever really knew what colors were). As long as people go into the movie remembering that it’s a right and proper take on anime, and that the whole show was a bit retarded to begin with, they will have a super-fun time.
Oh you. I’d carry on or elaborate (there is still a lot to say) but I am going to work at eight this morning just like a big girl. So I need to work on the whole morning rhythm thing, because I’ve sort of forgotten how. Here are some leftovers:
1. How I’ve spent graduation money
2. Life paths, or, What I Didn’t Do This Summer in Terms Of Large Investments
3. I guess that means I’m a terrible friend (people present v. people past)
4. Fourteen days
