I&#039m planning on posting more about yesterday&#039s happenings, but I&#039ll do that later once I&#039ve gotten my web comic drawn up. Sorry there wasn&#039t any last Sunday, but between Study Week and Finals, shit gets busy and therefore happens a lot more, clogging up my life until I can&#039t do the fun stuff. So more about my musings in a bit.

As for yesterday, after the brunch and a few hours sitting around archiving some of Boy on a Stick and Slither for a while, I went to the graduation ceremony and sat with a former creative writing classmate with whom I yammered the entire time except for when my pile of friends from LLL and one friend from English meandered across the stage. I was, unfortunately, sitting on the wrong side of th stage to see faces, only backs. Oh well.

After that was spent wandering around trying to get pics of my graduating friends. It was threatening to rain so we all ended up leaving fairly quickly. I came back and hopped in the shower because I felt nasty from all the &#034too many bodies in an enclosed space for too long&#034 sweat. The husband ran off to kill our neighbors (in DnD), so I was alone to peruse the web for &#034how to&#039s&#034 to draw comics as well as articles about athiesm in the U.S. George finally managed to get his parents to leave kinda late, so he called me at nine to see if I wanted to come hang out as was the plan. I told him I needed to make a quick booze run, and then ran to CVS for a 12-pack of Rolling Rock (because it&#039s less bitter than my usual Heinekin and cheaper). The van&#039s still over at his place because in the course of watching two movies and chatting, I drank half the beer while he glugged rum & coke. He was pretty tired and kept almost falling asleep, and around midnight-something, I wandered home to find my sweet husband sitting at his computer desk playing SWG. Right now, Ian&#039s snoring. I guess he stayed up late killing wookiees again. I&#039ll probably go join him for a while longer. My head hurts a bit and I think I just ate too many pretzle sticks. Now I have the hiccups. Damn hiccups!

On an unrelated side note, it&#039s Mother&#039s Day, and while I know my moms don&#039t read my page, I thought I&#039d send a shout out to them both anyway. I think it makes more sense to say &#034Happy Mother&#039s Day!&#034 to my sis because she&#039s a really kickass mom even if she&#039s not mine. So since K reads my page, &#034Happy Mother&#039s Day, big sis!&#034 Hehe. Now, back to bed.