okay, so i’ve figured out what i’m wearing under my graduation robes.

absolutely nothing.

because i’ve decided not to walk. i’m just too damn stressed with classes/taxes/clinic/life to have to deal with the minutiae of cap & gown & crap.

having made the decision (and freaking out both mother and husband by announcing, “i’m not graduating!”) i feel much, much calmer. i sometimes forget that it’s okay not to do everything that’s expected of me. and sometimes “no” is the right answer.

(from the YKINMK file: it’s always the right answer when the question is “bukkake?” so don’t bother asking.)