Another thing to note is that I wish I had the super sexy bod of my Stick Figure 2.0 avatar.
In nine days I will be moving from my snuggly home in New Jersey to the scary land of Virginia to begin working on a three year master's program in Shakespeare and Renaissance Literature in Performance (concentration in directing)**. Never before have the emotions "thrill" and "terror" comingled so violently within my being, but alas time ticks away and it is almost time to put on my big girl panties and deal with it (as a very wise friend often advises me).
As this space progresses, I am hoping to fill it with little illustrations to help document my journey through higher, higher education and all the hilarity that I am sure will ensue (those Elizabethans were such a gas).
However, tonight I am off to a party; a GOING AWAY PARTY. Obviously for myself. I can't think of a much sadder reason for having a party (aside from those parties they throw after funerals that are more like awkward lunches) but a good time is certainly anticipated.
Until next time...
**I have no idea what I will do with this degree so don't ask. No, I do not plan on eating properly, owning property, or feeling like a financial Rock of Gibralter any time soon.
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