Blasphemy!
Hurrah, it's raining! That means... I CAN BREATHE!!! Oh thank you, God...

I'm tired. Not just physically but emotionally tired. This weekend was two early mornings, two late nights and some high powered (but classically boring) graduations in-between. Saturday I went to my mom's graduation from Lake Washington Technical College. I'm really proud of her for completing her degree, especially because it took her longer than her other classmates and the program she was in has now been cancelled. She graduated with a degree in Library/ Information services and a Microsoft Office certificate- she's employed by the City university library now, a job that she actually got with her degree and the first job she's had in nineteen years. Sunday morning was Justin's graduation. Got up, I think, at 7AM after a late and rather depressing conversation the night before about the legitimacy of my wanderlust. Had a hard time getting up that morning. Justing graduated with a BA in Chem and a degree in Humanities. They had to make a special symbol for Jason, who was the only one in his class graduating with three degrees. Heh. Seattle U's graduation ran from about 9 to 1 and then we had a bit o' lunch with some of Justin's old friends in Seattle. By the afternoon I was just ridiculously tired but still had some errands to run. I went down to factoria with the sibs to return a tank top to Old Gravy (which is the only store we lack in Eugene) and pick up a rose for Justin and the Safeway. The three of us, in all our giddy glory ended up scouring the safeway for goofy gifts to get for Justin. My parents gave him a $50 check. This is more money than they've given ME for the last few months. Hell, ever except on request. NYAAH. Anyway, I gave Justin a red rose with a "Get Well: YOU SICK FREAK" card and Liz gave him a mylar fish balloon on a stick (called Albert). Alyson crowned him Burger King... she was pissed that I made her go into the Burger King to get one of those cardboard crowns though. So we came in the door and I gave him the rose and said "congratulations!" as Allie put the crown on his head. Then, Liz said 'it's ofFISHal" and gave him Albert. He gave us the strangest look. There really is no controlling us girls when we're together. It's surprising I'm marraigeable at all.

Dad made thai food and it was after 8 by the time we were attempting to go. By that point I was so tired I didn't even want to go but the thought of missing work and sacrificing the extra cash made me start to freak out... I just wanted to sit down and go to sleep. You remember being a kid and sometimes just getting so tired you cried? and cried about really stupid stuff? Well, I kind of broke down. Royally. Justin was consoling me and I started babbling about really random things, just because they upset me more. Then my sisters and my dad came downstairs... but did I pull myself together? nooo... No, I just clutched my cereal box and bawled about how tired I was.... and my financial aid.... and mister rogers... and summertime.... and my cat.... and when I started laughing and crying so much I couldn't breathe justing brought me a plastic bag to stop me from hyperventillating and I started crying AGAIN because using a plastic bag to breathe into made me think he was trying to kill me. Really, half the time I was cracking up and the other half of the time I was bawling... it was great. SO CLEANSING!!! And everyone was so nice to me... but mean enough to take pictures. I'll post them, really, I will. Finally I got it all out of my system and we left around nine. Got bacj to Eugene 2-ish and by then we were both grumpy. I ended up saying "screw work" and slept in this morning to do a half day. C'est la vie.

Ah, I guess it's summertime though. I had barbequed chicken and corn on the cob twice this past weekend. I'm eating less and have more energy and all my friends are opening up. Time to be alive. It's a shame, though, that most people I know are going "home" this summer. The past two weeks have been more fun than the rest of the year... it's a shame. *sighs* Ah well...