The End of an Era.

Today, I graduated.

Damn straight!

And as my undergraduate years draw to a close I look back again at the bittersweet memories. Four years of (pardon the cliché) sex, drugs, and rock-n-roll have slipped away between my fingers. It was a time riddled with indecision, lust, aggravation, heartbreak, rage, longing, and grief. I promised myself I would keep this blog as emo-free as possible so I'll limit my cheesy words.

(Class of 1956 - May 2006)

I apologize for the black and white photo, it just looked less out of focus that way. Thus begins the countdown to egress. Time to start settling my affairs in Maryland. Eek.