whoa. scary flashback.

as i type this, i am sitting in the second floor st. ed's computer lab on the st. mike's campus. i was surprised - pleasantly - to discover that my account still exists ... i'd thought it would be deleted the day after graduation (last time i worked user support, it was scheduled to ...). but, joy of joys, it still exists, which gives me the opportunity to write the first part of my cheerleading story in between divisional competitions. whoo hoo!

i'm not going to pretend that it's not a really strange experience sitting here, though. to think that the last time i did was almost two years ago ... probably finishing up some task or, perhaps, working on defender work. the computers have all changed ... much posher equipment than we had at the time, which was cutting edge as far as we were concerned. to think that ... what, five and a half years ago i walked in here for the first time to do a lab checkup on all of the macs (burn in hell, mac shite!) with jesse on my first day at user support ...

anyway. surreal sensations aside, i'm making the most of my day in pom pom land. upon walking into ross (for the first time since wearing a cap and gown for the end of life as i knew it), i immediately ran into will and chatted for most of the hour i had to kill before competition started. i love conversations where you and your fellow converser ask questions about what each has been doing since graduation, but it has a feel to it as if time hasn't really passed. it's grand ...

... apparently the admissions board is only accepting students now who could have (or should have) been in an a&f ad. good thing i had already made it through the system ... otherwise i'd have been looking at a definite four years at elmira.

ok. time to capture the cheerleading moments in print. wish luck ... i'll be needing it. maybe i'll just try to convince myself i'm working on another kirk paper. or perhaps not ... that would require for me to go make a screwdriver or vodka cran and pull another hemingway.