For the record
Dec. 12th, 2003 12:00 pmMy last application to grad school is sitting on the living room floor, sealed and ready to be walked to the post office, a mere two blocks away.
Addendum: It's gone. Out into the wilderness...
Now if only my father would stop asking, "have you heard anything yet?"
Addendum: It's gone. Out into the wilderness...
Now if only my father would stop asking, "have you heard anything yet?"