Much Pomp, Some Circumstance

Four hours from now I will be a University of Florida Graduate--once over, I do it again tomorrow for my second bachelors. Two degrees, four years.
I remember, four years ago, sitting in Avenue Q. It had just opened. I knew little about the show, except that it had puppets and sounded amazing.
And then the character Princeton walked on, opened his little puppet mouth, and sang:
"What do you do with a B.A. in English?!"
And I thought to myself: "Well fuck, that's gonna be me in four years--except I'll be doubly incredulous. English and Art History. Fuck."
Well, here I am, four years later, graduating with two B.A.s and going onto grad school.
Good heavens.
Also, I'm posting this now rather than last night because I was up until 4:00 in the morning last night having a sustained anxiety attack.
But I think I'm better now.
I need to go don my ugly cap and my ugly gown and my various Orange and Blue bling.
See y'all on the other side.