Fabbity-fab-fab

I owe a great debt to Georgia Nicolson (with the help of Louise Rennison) for bringing the title term of this post to my attention. Without them, it would not be a part of my vocabulary and I dare say my life would be the worse for it.

Anyway, all has been well. If all goes according to plan, I will be picking up my diploma tomorrow thereby making it official that I am a college graduate. Very exciting. I am not, however, looking forward to going out in horrendous heat. On the bright side this heatwave coincided with a purchase of LOTS of new summer clothes (just in time I guess).

As part of an ongoing effort to broaden my world, I have been trying to keep in touch with everyone. Okay, so right now it’s more like five or fewer people. But eventually it could be everyone. And it’s a lot more work than I thought, which I guess is why I never keep in touch with people in the first place.

Now all I need to do is start writing again (thesis from hell sort of diminished my desire to) and then I can say, with confidence, that everything is fabbity-fab-fab instead of just most things.