Yesterday marked the beginning of the last week of school. As of Friday afternoon at 5:00 pm, I will cease to be an undergraduate, and will thusly be in "the real world," as if the past *muffled* years weren't real enough.

I'll probably write some of that sentimental goo that I'm good at in the next few days. In the meantime, I'll leave you with this: All that stands between me and my diploma, are two papers. That's it, 2 papers. Since I'm not really in class that much this week, I have 2 papers and TOO much free-time. If that's not a prescription for procrastination, I don't know what is.

matt out