Crossroads

The last page has been written, come what may. Fucking semester is officially over and I am off to get officially drunk.

I am at a crossroads, so to speak. I am taking suggestions as to what I ought to do with my life post graduation. Feel free to email me with ideas. I could use them. If I hear none, I will do as many have always thought I would (Darin, I am looking in your direction) and become a full time lush and reprobate who sleeps on couches using newspapers for blankets to block out the horrid, ugly world.

Merry Xmas, fuckers.