LOOOLLLL. Yes. My eyebrows. Are in. My pottery. That is fucking hilarious. Would you like to buy my eyebrow? One million dollars. I'll take credit.
Thank you so much for the grats. It really was a struggle to get here -and funnily enough- after every semester it never seemed like I'd done anything notable, you know? But here at the end of the finish line it's like, fucking shit, that was a marathon.
Things have been quiet everywhere. Getting to be that time of year, though, where the noise level really does pick up. Summer! Aww yeah.