Call Ripley’s—I Graduated!
I can hardly believe it myself—I’ve finally joined the ranks of respectable laborers everywhere, able to hold high my hard-won diploma and wave it with tenacious determination! Gee, I almost feel like an adult.
So, now what?
More school? Get a haircut and get a real job?
Besides this milestone there’s been a lot of other happenings shaping my life-story of late, so if you can stomach those bone chilling tales of terror, dear reader, sally forth into the cryptic catalogue of calamitous comeuppance that reveals…