Well now, graduation last night was quite an experience for one young man. Young Raincheck recieved an honour unbeknownst to all other Hope High School Graduates of 2005. I believe some "props" are in order. I also believe the addition of Raincheck calls for a celebration. A Six Flags trip perhaps? Pool party? A big, chocolate cake? Poop shaping? Well folks, take your pick. All I know is there's a tremedous lack of things to do in Hope, and we, being the witty, intelligent, covoginationing folks we are should hold the ability to find something constructive (besides work and ranting) to do with our time.
Next order of business: Lately I have noticed something that really should have been easily noticed before because of the nature of the thing but was not because of the nature of my state of mind and so forth... Where was I? Oh yes, I am the only female in practically everything I do. Case in point: UCA Saxophone Studio, Experiment Station Horticulture Crew (except for the boss), Convoginators, and I could go on but won't because of the nature of this post. Anypoop, why do such things seem to be the case? What a question to ponder! I'm not complaining by any means, I just wonder why such things always seem to happen. The are numerous possible answers to such a question:
a. All the guys I hang around with are wusses.
b. I'm a bit too manly. (I could have previous suitemate syndrome.)
c. There are still some harmful chemicals hanging about the air from various wars.
d. All of the above.
e. None of the above.
I chose e. Not that it matters, and I don't know where I was going with that except maybe just to pass time until tomorrow when I must once again pass time until I GET to go to work Monday. Actually I'm just a little drunk. Or I wish I was drunk. No, no, it's because I have fluid in my ear probably also caused by one of the above answers. I need a pint!
Slainte!
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