Today, the last day of work at a job I've been at for forever. Starting in one hour, I'll be at best floundering between underemployed and unemployed, living a budget lifestyle that I think I remember from being 22.
This weekend, 30th birthday. Feels both like a big deal and exceptionally not a big deal.
Monday at 8am, I start my THIRD year of grad school (end plz?), which will include a lot of making stuff by hand, and a lot of serious, heavy paper writing.
Best way to mark this transitional moment? In a photobooth, wearing glasses.
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