Graduation and Beyond

Hmmm... how to recap a week of immense change and craziness? I suppose just go through and summarize it:

Wednesday:
Got up at the buttcrack of dawn in Hanover, had all my bags packed, walked out into the 4am dark crispness and made my way to the bus stop. Waited there for a while and kept wondering if the bus would actually come, then finally another guy came and I felt better, not like just some crazy kid on the bench in an empty town at 4:30am. The bus came, it was pretty easy after getting my ticket at a different location about 15 minutes away. They played "A Hard Day's Night" and I watched some, but eventually just tuned out to music and slept a little. Got to the airport and it was super easy with nothing to check and my boarding pass in hand, and made it to the gate with a little time to spare despite traffic in Boston. Had an ok flight, slept about half of it and just anxiously struggled in the tiny seat for the rest of it. Got in around 12 and met up with Coop and Caroline, which was about as good as I could have imagined getting picked up at an Airport after several weeks of random traveling. We went to a delicious taqueria and then to the Caroline's for swimming and relaxing. It was great to have time to just turn my brain off and be with two of my favorite people.
Eventually we went down to Stanford to get ready for the Nomad party... first Coop and I drank some beers and Jamba Juice while we started packing the first few boxes. We had fun, listening to music and sweating our faces off in the oppressive heat. Then, after many beers, the Nomad party started coming around. which was pretty darn amazing. We put a keg in a shopping cart and a keg on a hand truck and started voyaging around campus. We made a quick stop at some Theta Delt live power hour (the band actually changes songs every minute... impressive), then we went on to White Plaza. I found an unlocked fourwheeled bike (which caused some bruises that I mistakenly attributed to Coop for a while the next day) and rode it around a little by the Claw and then we moved on... I think the bike was fine, and not too far from its original destination. We went through Meyer Library with the kegs, where Kevin performed his magic trick again. The studious kids were duly impressed. We moved on, Coop leading the charge as he had been carrying the keg on the hand truck... running, actually. In a little flashback to earlier in this paragraph, before Theta Delt he challenged me to do a kegstand, I ralphed, and kept going. I'm sure the responsible people (parents) reading this love that, but hey, it was the last week of college. So we kept going, and around Stern Jess, Caroline and I were kind of tapped out, so we walked Jess home and then went to bed, only to be awoken by a phone call from Coop not knowing where he was. I took the car and eventually found him after he'd run from the cops after trying to tip over a golf cart, run through Lake Lag, hopped a fence only to find a dog, and then ended up by the golf course. Luckily I found him, only a little worse for the wear, and we went back to KA where he passed out on a mattress with some blankets.

Whew, that was more exhaustive/ing than I thought. It's late and I've got a dreaded 2K tomorrow (lions and tigers and 2ks oh my!), so I ought to get to bed despite kind of being back on west coast time. I spose I'll try to recount a few more days tomorrow as I anxiously await my 4pm date with Fritz "Hangman" Hagerman. As far as tonight, I'm pretty happy, sad to be removed from CC and the family (good name for a funk band) again, but it's decent to be rowing again, just kind of anxious to see how things go as this seems to be the selection period for real. More tomorrow, sleep for now (hopefully with less crazy Ambien-induced dreams like on the plane/bus this morning).