Sweet.

Picked up my Passport from home today. It's valid for ten years. Bar losing the damned thing (not unlikely), I'll be 30 before I have to shell out another outrageous sum for a(n admittedly nifty) little ID. New life goal, right there.

Let us not speak of my current academic situation, mkay? Excellent.

And yet there is nothing else I could possibly write about! So much for college making you a more well-rounded person, huh? To bed with me. I owe everyone and their mother's brother a paper.

(If you thought the last sentence was funny, you're probably an anthropology major. If this induced flashbacks or any other PTSD symptoms, I sincerely apologize. I crack me up.)