Neglect? Piffle. Harrumph. Humbug. Statements of denial and disbelief…. And now, continuing with your regularly scheduled sporadic update:

As I understand it, something important is going on tomorrow. That is to say, there’s a-doin’s a-transpirin’. And we have now sufficiently practiced for all kinds of graduation, matriculation, and mastication. Frankly, I was a little worried about this whole “walking in line” thing, but I feel ready. I am in the zone for walking in line. Hoo-ah!

And so, having been done with school for two days now, brilliant test-taking and last-minute project finishing have brought my grades back to appropriate levels. But that’s not important, because we’re done.

And even more importantly, yesterday was full of coolness, despite the ungodly hour of the Odyssey trip. Though there is some possibility that I hurled a sausage directly past the captain. But at least I didn’t ring the bell. No, someone else will have to suffer that one on his conscience. Although the boat left the breakwater for approximately 36 inches of travel, our voyage was a fabulous nautical adventure. Or something. But it was fun, with more gay couples and black porn than I had ever been involved with before.

After landing and much random yelling at people on shore, I rolled to the zoo with Maciej, Kevin Altier, and Katie “Hi, I’m white!” Napleton, and met up with a whole fabulous group of people. And we looked at animals, because animals are cool, especially polar bears. Quoth Dave Monteagudo, “When I grow up, I want a polar bear.” Personally, I’d rather cut out the middleman: When I grow up, I want to be a polar bear. Penguins are cool too. And we watched some kind of seabird for at least twenty minutes. It was that great. We saw just about everything except the farm. And who cares about the farm, right? We got some ice cream at the lagoon, and I played a rousing game of catch-the-fluff with Kevin.

More fun was had today at Erik’s Delicatessen after graduation practice, after complicated negotiations determining where we were actually eating. Anyway, odds are that if you’re reading this, I’ll see you tomorrow. Look out for a very special post tomorrow too.