About two weeks ago I received my grades for the final classes I would ever take as an undergraduate student. College, at least until I get sucked into grad school, is officially over. While I believed in my ability to finish, I guess I never really thought I’d see the day when I would. After all, maulings are on the rise.
In addition to double-majoring in Literature & Secondary Education, the last four (and a half) years saw me doing all sorts of wacky shit:
I wrote a novella.
I traveled around the country with my best friends.
I went to Orlando with Mrs. Krueger. Twice.
I worked at a coffee shop, afterschool program, emergency room, restaurant, day camp, resource center and a video store.
I scripted a comic book, found an artist to illustrate it, and then lost touch with the artist…twice.
I tried my hand at teaching and have realized that I enjoy it as a “for now” job, but hope to parlay my skills into the collegiate setting.
I finally started a blog with my brother.
Without reservation, I can state that I have changed more during my college years than any other period in my life. And knowing this, I planned my personal graduation celebration accordingly. For nearly two years, I’ve purposely refrained from watching my favorite movie of all time. As an avid-believer in the value of delayed gratification, I knew that waiting until I finished college to watch this flick would help recapture some of the magic that made me fall in love with it in the first place.
So tonight, I’m watching the theatrical cut of Star Wars and sipping on Sam Adams Utopias.
God damn, this feels good.
Tags: animal mauling compliations, Graduating from college, I still love my Skrull mask, Sam Adams Utopias, Star Wars theatrical cut
congrats man, enjoy that utopia hahah
Congrats dude…we’re all finally old
Sounds like a plan. Tonight, because I’m a washed up fool, I’ll be sipping Moxie cola, watching re-runs of the Monkey’s TV show on Nick at Night and wearing a mustard stained wife-beater.
congratulations! you must feel awesome, and i am so jealous of your amazing reward night. that beer looks fucking insane… you should probably share it with R2D2.
1) Not watching said favorite movie of all time for two years is insane, even for you. Clearly, the Force is strong with you.
2) I imagine that brew is just incredible, thusly I’m jealous. I am also officially requesting a special brew review for that beverage.
Congrats, Krueger. I hope you’re enjoying this week off, because after that it’s the real world… and it’s not all it’s cracked up to be.
god damn it I hate that I can’t edit comments myself.
I must admit…Star Wars is just as fucking amazing as I remember it being.
And as far as formally reviewing Utopias; in an attempt to keep some things sacred in life, I’m refraining from a full “brew review.”
However, I will say this – Utopias doesn’t drink like a beer. At all. More than anything, it tastes like some sort of brandy or fine liquor. I found it to be smooth, intoxicating, and it literally warmed my body.
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