I watched myself graduate yesterday. You can, too! Click here. I was able to confirm that I did NOT trip when I crossed the stage. Dazzling an entire audience yet again with my incredible ability to walk under pressure.
It's been almost exactly a year since the fake diploma walk. I was feeling the devilish pull self-pity and went lurking back to my old haunt: the CSB/SJU home page.
God.
I am so pathetic.
The fact that I'm able to admit this to you, Dear Reader, is unprecedented (but not considering what you already know about my sensitive knuckles and peely lips).
Anyway, hooray for the class of '04. And '05, I'll recognize you publicly next year. Right about the time you start feeling sad for yourself, you sorry bastards.
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