Tuesday, April 1, 2008

I need a bourbon.

I just graduated, and I have one key question: Anne Bancroft, where are you?
She'll never answer me, I know it. I'll never get that bourbon in a hotel bar. But can you really disagree that an affair with Anne wouldn't cure you of all those emotional pitfalls that even the most successful, trust-funded of us experience after graduation? Think of the sass! Or the tan lines!
Anne Bancroft never showed. So, instead I would like to announce this as a community for the recently or not-so-recently graduated to post advice, anecdotes or really anything about their post-collegiate affairs. If you can't drip your ongoing existentialist crisis down an old, though sexy ,bared shoulder, then do it here.