Today I'm finishing up the last 1,000 or so words of my last bloated critical literary essay ever and I'm graduating in three days and I wanna throw up.

Also, I went on a study-break with my uncle to the LBS and talked him into a new cdale. He's giving my dad his mid-2000's Trek (he gave me his 1986 560 Pro last summer, too!) so now I'll be living with a riding buddy. One a sad side note, this also means I'm moving back home for a few months. Shiiiiiii. Then again, at least I have somewhere to go.