Starting in September, I will be in the CUNY Ph.d. program for School Psychology. Oh, and they're paying for it. niiiiiiice. It makes me feel like this:
and in five to six years, you can call me Dr. Claire. I mean, you could call me that now, but it would be wrong. And I realize I should have been calling Toby Dr. Toby the whole time. Forgive me, Dr. Toby??
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Congratulations Dr. Claire.
PS
Toby's not here in graduate school land. I've been here for nearly a year and I can't find him. The only reason I applied to school was because I thought I'd see Toby more. Sometimes I wonder if he goes to graduate school at all.
yeah, I figured that once I got the email, Toby would appear, like the ghost of phd's past.
Our apartment is now filled with grad students. Deirdre will have to start a program soon.
congratulasio, claire!...
at least, that's what stop n' shop wrote on my cake when i graduated from vassar. hooray!
Dear Dr. Claire,
I've been having dreams recently where I'm in a swimming pool that's full of milk and coco pops. and i'm naked with a water buffalo. what does that mean?
Sincerely,
Wet Dreams
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