i remember how mixed up i was when i finished my BSc last year. It was my most difficult year, both academically and emotionally and i needed it to end. but once i attended commencement and went home with my degree i wanted nothing more than to cry...it just seemed so overwhelming and anti climatic...

Burt Reynolds: Yeah well, why don't you give me, ah.. why don'tcha give me Ape Tit for $200.

Alex Trebek: It's not "Ape Tit." It's A Petit.. [ shakes head ] ..never mind! Let's just go to "Animal Sounds" for $600. This is the sound a doggy makes. [ Connery buzzes in ] Mr. Connery.

Sean Connery: Moo. [ buzzer sounds ]

Alex Trebek: No.

Sean Connery: Well, that's the sound your mother made last night! [ laughs ]

just awesome.

OK, you made me laugh out loud with your comment pic. And I just got home and I needed it. So thanks.

That makes me so happy to read about your state of mind. It's a great and slippery mindset to feel content and real like that. I also see what you mean about wanting to share it. I'm there a bit right now, too. I feel like I have sides of myself and interests that my existing "people" wouldn't understand.

And remember, the connections you make here and elsewhere online are with real people who are on the other end. If you want to make them into "real," more personal relationships, that's always an option. I like talking on the phone to my online friends and meeting people.

CONNERY: I'll take "Anal bum cover" for $200.
TREBEK: That's "An album cover."
CONNERY: I can read, Trebek. That says "Anal bum cover." I've spent five years of my life trying to invent an anal bum cover. Failing to do so is my greatest regret.
TREBEK: You have led a horrifying life.

Congratulations, I think. The end of undergrad made me... nostalgic. And panicky actually. Something along the lines of "Jesus H. Christ! You mean I'm qualified to DO stuff? ME? I can't even remember what I had for breakfast or where I left my coffee cup, but I have a government sanctioned degree! AH." That's my recollection, at least.

Also - that four-pocket s possibly the most kick-ass shirt I've seen. It screams "You'll have to excuse me, I'm off to Kenya for business on a BOAC flight. Cheerio!"

Yeah, I could tell (and I know some Spanish). How's my favorite Canadian fashion plate?

Sleep tight, mi amor. I'm going to get to work on that anal bum cover.

I liked when one of the categories was "I have a chardonnay" and he changed it to "I have a hardon"

AT: Where did you get that marker? I though we searched you!
SC: It wasn't on my body, Trebek!

Hey, do you AIM? We should chat sometime, ya wicked smarty you. We can even do it in French, although then I wouldn't understand anything.

"I'll take The Penis Mightier for $500"

Anyhoo.. you'll ALWAYS meet new people. I went years without meeting any new friends after I moved to Toronto. But then once I started working I met a bunch of great people. Don't sweat it.. Enjoy your independence while you have it!

I didn't realize you were finishing your degree this semester. Congrats!!! That's awesome! woohoo! (etc)

That working out picture amuses me to no end.

AWWWW! I just saw your testimonial. I just wanna hug you!

ahhhh you suffer from the same problem as me... and many others i'm sure...

unfortunately in this world... not many people can be bothered to truly see what there is on offer... they'd rather take something on face value than spend the time digging deeper and take soemthing for its true value... its why hollywood is so successful... and smaller more cleverly thoughtout films fall through the cracks... if it doesnt hit you with a sledge hammer people arent interested... its why films like lost in translation and the matrix do so well... people think they've been clever and seen something clever... really these things are no cleverer than independance day...

but i diverge... people and the way they see other people, are the same... they take people for their face value and whats on the surface, as really getting to know someone... including truely knowing ones self... is a difficult and sometimes unpleasant process.... so its far easier to just think that someone is what they wear on their sleeve... truth be known... the people that take you for what you wear on your sleeve... usually are no deeper than what they wear on their sleeves themselves... hence their shallow approach to you... and also the films they watch

but, do not be discouraged, when you find the people who truly take you for what you are... on the sleeve or under your jacket... they are the people you keep for life... if they like what they see once unzipped that is

anyway... is all apart of development and growth... at least you see and acknowledge these things... half the battle won

hope you are well... the bag is great... i have a friend that makes one off bags and clothes for people that does things a lot like that... her stuff is amazing

working out in underwear.... hmmmm more than a pleasant thought thats for sure

speak soon

Connery: "I'll take 'Anal Bum Cover' for $500."

Trebeck: "That's "An Album Cover," Mr. Connery."

Classic.

I think most people struggle with identity and disconnectedness well into their 30s. Well, at least I have at any rate.

Yeah, it's probably just me.

Swung on and missed! Twice! (although I admit I do like your pictures)

It's funny how all the major phases in life -- undergrad certainly being one of them -- tend to end with a whimper, eh? It's so inarticulate, it's all just suddenly over. And there you are.

Do I ever know what you meant about the alone-ness. I still don't have a handle on how to find worthy adversaries in London. If I had to sum up my current mental state in a t-shirt, it would say "I am fucking cool, are you?" on the front and "START IMPRESSING ME THX" on the back.

(Which, um, might go a long way towards explaining why I'm feeling a bit alone these days. Yeah. Not a good t-shirt.)