Mmm-hmm. Lots of stuff has happened since I last posted. Here, allow me to distract you with this link. Make sure and look at the poster you can download, print out, and past all over your domicile. I especially enjoy the uncanny mental connections to "Thought Police."
Now that you've been sufficiently distracted, and are either in an uncannily good mood or an incredibly depressed one, on to my recent past history.
I graduated, of course. Although I don't think I ever completely relaxed until I had the actual diploma in its envelope in my hand. After the after-graduation party, during which Moore managed to awe several of my family members by finishing off two pieces of cake followed by the remainder of the jug of lemonade, it was back to the apartment to finish cleaning up. By 'finish cleaning up', I mean 'finish packing, cleaning, and tossing stuff in the car'. All followed by instant departure to the wedding rehearsal. Needless to say, I slept very well that night.
Scholl and Anna's wedding the next day went off without a hitch, except for a slightly recalcitrant veil. I did not catch the bouquet, so all's well that ends well.
Two days' driving back home. I realized that I was really back in Iowa when I went to Grundy Center for my pre-employment drug test on Thursday, and overheard a tractor ride being advertised on the radio. Going through several towns of population greater than 500, it was quite the event.
The rest of this last week continued to be productive, as I ordered my new cell phone, narrowed apartment choices down to three, picked out a bank to sign up with after I have a permanent address, and fixed the printer at the house yet again. This of course lead to me feeling completely justified in spending most of Saturday afternoon and evening playing old SNES games in my emulator.
And if you think it's sad that I spent three hours engrossed in planting crops in Harvest Moon, just think of the small children gathered around my desk who were so enthralled that it was nearly impossible to get them to brush their teeth before bed. It's really incredible how entertaining feeding hens can be.
Posted by Ardith at May 15, 2005 12:18 AM | TrackBack