Really, this is getting out of hand. I am WAY too grumpy these days in general, and I am WAY WAY too grumpy for a four-day weekend.
My dormpartment is a total mess.
GRUMP
I turn 23 tomorrow.
GRUMP
That blah graduation ceremony just wasted three and a half hours of our lives.
GRUMPITY GRUMP GRUMP GRUMP
. . . Maybe I should go to confession. That tends to put things in perspective. Then, as a self-inflicted penance, I can just say the serenity prayer every time I start to think a grumpy thought.
*sigh*
Maybe Fr. Fessio is in his room down the hall . . .
2 comments:
Last year there were only one or two commencement speeches; this year there were five. If we project that pattern forward to the year 2050, as we were practically enrouaged to do, commencement will take approximately three days--that's three days straight, no bathroom trips.
Honestly, there is more than a little of the Moose in the megacorp nun factory mindset.
But joy is a Christian duty! So if we can't laugh, we just have to...ignore Ray moose!
Ya know, it went right by the first time....
Happy birthday!
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